"No, you're not doing the chair thing again tonight, mister. You need a decent meal. I've got a plate for you to warm up. You go get out of that monke... suit, give the kids a kiss goodnight, and then get your butt back in the kitchen. My job is to feed you proper."Well, that wasn't really her job. We had a modern marriage. Dana's job involved teaching kids all day long. But if she wanted to spoil me for the evening, I wasn't about to complain.When I sat down at the kitchen table, I was treated. ‭ ‬I always had a grand time chatting with the other occupants of the sex chats.When another chatter got too pushy, ‬I just moved on.‭ ‬At my age, I was supposed to have children, ‬so I spent a lot of time explaining that even though I had been married, I didn't have kids.‭ ‬It wasn't often, ‬but now and then, a real conversation broke out.‭ ‬On those occasions someone usually asked if I missed not having kids.‭ ‬I never could find a satisfactory answer to that.I always considered sex chats. Mistress please forgive me because I have really tried. It is not my fault the company that is causing the trouble insists that as I am the Managing Director I am the only person that they wish to meet. I even tried to bring it back to now but they refuse. So Mistress as you can see it is simply not possible for me to join you.’ ‘Slut you have let me down for the last time. Now I want you to report to me in the boat-shed at six thirty in tomorrow morning and remember you will be naked. Do you. "Yeah," I said, "we deserve some sort of explanation before we goanywhere with you." I'm sorry," said the agent, "I can't divulge that information. It'sclassified."We soon found ourselves both inside a limo being blindfolded by theagent's partner. Our destination was a government secret. "What the hell is going on here Jack?" I said more to myself than tohim. I didn't see the point in us being picked up! We hadn't doneanything wrong - at least not to my knowledge. Jack had Claudia tothink about.