I'm so sorry. What happened?"Her eyes locked onto me, questioning, searching, wondering."It's a long story," she warned."I've got all the time in the ...orld. Let me buy you lunch." I'd like that."We went to a quiet restaurant in the mall where I asked for a private table. Laurie held Jenny closely as she fished in the big tote bag for a bottle."I've been nursing, but in public... " Nursing's great."Her head jerked toward me. She gave me the first real smile I'd seen today. She has a warm and. Most girls I've known, even ones with smaller assets than Trish would have worn one, but not her. She said once that she loves the feeling of freedom it gives and of course the looks she gets from the guy as her tits wobble about."Bye love," she said leaning forward to kiss my forehead. "See you tonight." Yeah, ok," I said sleepily, "Don't forget we're out tonight." Yeah ok," she said and with a wave she was gone.I snoozed for fifteen minutes then I reluctantly got up and got ready for. She immediately became Tom’s housekeeper and mistress and that summer she became his wife.To get away from the bitter memories, she built a magnificent new home for them in Troy Hills. It was utterly gorgeous! Beyond that, though, she persuaded Tom to resign from his firm. He almost died when he learned how much money of her own his mistress and housekeeper had. By that time, it was pushing ten million and growing fast.She enlisted Tina’s aid to design some investment management software. It. . .”“It’s especially strong if I’m sleeping in panties or lingerie, which I pretty much do every night . . .”“I figured as much . . . go on . . .”“Well, I dream that I’m sleeping, and a man comes into my room in the dark. He slides the blanket off of me and I’m lying on the bed face down . . . he touches me gently as not to wake me at first . . . stroking my hair, my back, my ass . . .”“Yes, and?”“Then he tapes my wrists together, sometimes it’s rope or handcuffs . . . after that he starts to.