I paidfor it. It's technically mine. But I don't dare open it because it'swrong to open other peoples mail and I don't want to upset Miss aftershe's...had a hard day at work. I wish I didn't feel so naughty and unsureof myself all the time, I know that I've been a good girl and productivewith my day but knowing Miss is on the way home I'm getting nervous; iswhat I've accomplished enough? Can I do more quickly? I don't think so.I order pizza, it's something of a tradition. It duly arrives. "That made him laugh."See, I forgive you. Because I love you. And we didn't do anything, I swear we didn't," she persisted."I know," he sighed. "It just, you don't understand what it was like, this naked guy in your bed, when I come in to surprise you. I mean, Ohhh," he groaned."No, I understand I guess. I thought about what I would do if it would have been the other way around." I guess I was entitled to my anger. But I still was a jerk, what I said, and what I did," he added. "You're sure. She had a devilish grin on her face and announced ?That?s OK for a start, but let me show you how it?s really done.? She then stepped over to her husband?s side of the bed, swung the belt, and landed a vicious crack on his ass. He screamed at the top of his lungs. Then it was Bill?s turn. Within five minutes both guys were lying on the bed begging her to stop. Marion then leaned into Debbie and whispered ?OK. Now let?s have a contest of our own. I bet that I can make my husband use his. ”“Small world,” I replied. “Will she make a full recovery?”“Her injuries were obviously severe, but they think so, yes.”“That’s good to hear. I suppose we should talk about Angie. How is she?”“That all depends on the reason you’re asking.”I shook my head, “I don’t believe that at all. I believe you’re concerned that I’ll take your answer either as permission or as an attempt to deter me. Do you think I’m that weak-willed?”“I think you’re in love with Angie and I think that might blind you to.