"Rita looked down at her hands and said, "Jack, let's try a week with you living here and Nikki living with me in our place, and let's have a friendsh...p day once or twice a week, where Nikki and I come here and we switch and do our lovemaking with our own mates. We won't lose contact with each other. We'll all remember what it was like. If we want to switch back, we'll switch back."Jack said, "Come on outside and let's talk a little bit." Caressing Rita, he gestured toward the door and they. After a brief pause I begin, "You know, sweetie, ithasn't been easy for me to carry on either. I'vehad my share of deprival, too. I haven't dated sinceMom died, which if you knew anything about men, means thatI'm getting to be one horny motherfucker, missy! Maybeyou think I'm doing this because I enjoy seeing yousuffer somehow? Believe me, princess, I'd love nothingmore than to get with some little slut every now and thenjust to quell my needs, but I can't afford to presentthat kind of behavior. We both are recovering from fractured relationships and are hesitant to become involved with each other or anyone else.In this village with a dozen residents one notices if others are keeping a new flame, beau or mistress of any sort. No strange vehicles, sightings or footsteps have shown up in front of either my home or Anya’s. We haven’t had sex for months.Both Anya and I are showing signs that we are about to break from our self-imposed regimens of chastity.Just the other day Anya stopped by. Giovanni never knew.The religious order Giovanni was taken to was extreme. They felt that whippings and beatings brought their followers closer to god. Because Giovanni was older than most when he started the beatings were harder and more frequent than most of the others.Soon Giovanni's mind associated the pain he was receiving as his mother's fault. That thought morphed into all women's fault. It was the creation of a psychopath. As he received his nightly beatings, his mind formulated a plan.