” She jammed past me and started shuffling ahead.“No, wait!”I leaped forward just as she yelped and barely managed to latch onto her out-flung h...nd.Holding onto her for dear life I yelled, “Fucking idiot! It’s a mile down!” It was too late. Mile down, must have been seventy degree angle, her weight pulled us both through the slick mud for the ride of our life.“Aaaaaaaahhhhh,” echoed off the widening corridor as we whooshed into the darkness. Fortunately, she rolled on her back and pulled me to. "She giggled at that.We were still laying on top of the covers, and so we got into bed and covered up, staying nude. She quickly moved to me, and put her head on my chest.She looked at me and said "So, tomorrow night, I want to get a vibrator for sure. I want one about the same size as you. After that, I will have to see what all they have. I have never been to a sex shop. But of course I have you to take me, and tell me what to do."I just nodded to that.She then said "You have been to them. ‘ I can cover that. Will you take my watch? It’s a Rolex…?’ ‘The bet is 690 thousand, sir,’ said the dealer. ‘Jake, If our host and his dealer agree, I will take whatever property or business interests that you can present as long as it equals the bet. Or you can leave now.’ The dealer looked surprised, but then nodded to me. ‘I will get that approved, sir.’ The dealer said. He looked up and signaled to someone behind me. ‘Wait, wait, give me a sec, will ya?’ Jake said, sweat suddenly on his. Amaka felt herself married to James even though he went home to Janet every night and was married to neither woman. James made love to Amaka at the office frequently, usually more than once daily. Amaka believed that he continued having sex with Janet, too, even when she grew fat. In a way it was like the culture of her childhood homeland in which James had Janet as his Senior wife and Amaka was his Junior wife. The passion had gone from his relationship with Janet, only love, duty, or whatever.