A feeling of frustration was growing in him. "Damn it all. Every time!" A small growl escaped his throat.But when she came back he kept silent. It was...'t any use anyway. Anytime he suggested something different she either acted like the silent martyr or outright refused. She mumbled something about the bathroom being free and slipped into bed. He lay there silently in the dark, staring at the invisible ceiling as her breathing slowed and soon soft snores began to fill the room. Shaking his head. "She turned to face him as she pulled the blouse from the waist of her skirt. She tried to ignore him, pretend like he wasn't there as she unbuttoned her cuffs. Without any semblance of ceremony, she pulled her blouse off and laid it out across her coat. She kicked her high heels off as she unclasped her skirt, riding the zip down and allowing the skirt to glide down to her ankles. She stooped to pick it up, folding it carefully and laying it on the pile.Movement. She looked up sharply to catch. He leaned in and whispered something to her. Her defiance again sank as the words sank in. "I also proclaim him as," she began."Louder, I can't hear you" he barked."I also proclaim him to be my master and I am his slave, to do with as he wishes. My only purpose in life now is to make him happy in any way he desires," she said as her face flushed red with embarrassment."Finish it, so your daughter can start," he told her."Any way he desires to include sexually satisfying his needs," she finished. No one could come up with a use for the baby monitor. The 2 cassette recorders would make noise turning on and off not to mention the limited amount of recording time available. Trey agreed to come over to my house and help me install the nanny cam system.Since I had 2 phone line recorders I would switch them each morning before I went to the Y and listen to the tape during the day. The digital recorder in Holly's car had an internal card so I had to take the recorder out of Holly's car and.