She asked me if that was my wife.I said, “I am not married. She is my colleague.”“Oh, so girlfriend”. (and she laughed out loud).She asked me ...hy I didn’t bring her and we could have exactly what we wanted if I did so.I said, “She is leaving tomorrow to her hometown. She said she would stay back leaving her parents if I bought them for her.”She laughed again and said, “What an exotic offer. So what shall we do then?”.I was about to leave and then she stopped me. I was surprised. Then she went. Both of you will probably arriveat Annie's Retreat on Friday. You may fly in and we will pick you up oryou may drive.You will bring the least possible amount of your own thingswith you. Perhaps your tooth brush, comb, andsimple cosmetic case. Virtually everything you will need while atthe retreat will be supplied by Annie. If you must have somethingwe do not have, we will get it locally. This is meant to be a greatpampering week. You are on a rare vacation dedicated to meeting yourneeds and. I eat silently, realizing I must appear wide-eyed and adoring, but I don’t care. I am amazed by the way he moves, with slow dignity, quiet grace. His smooth face is sober and contemplative, his clear blue eyes watchful. He doesn’t look like the kind of guy who would go in for this bondage thing, he wouldn’t look out of place in a three piece suit at a Baptist church. He wipes my mouth once more, offers me a final sip of juice, and then takes away the tray. ‘I’ll be back at lunch time to feed. ..yeah...give me a double shot with mocha...Melissa!”, Ken finally mustered, looking at her name tag to call her by her name and make himself seem more personable.“Trying to stay up, huh?”, Melissa offered.“Yeah, I got a big exam tomorrow. Gotta shore up on the info”, Ken replied.Melissa nodded and went to prepare his order. When she turned around, she glanced in the mirror behind the counter and noticed Ken had a half boner behind his sweat pants he threw on for what he thought would be a.