Almost two hours passed and my sweet wife still was not back. The bartender told me not to worry; he said his friend Markus used to take care of his w...ite women and he normally lasted up to three hours. All black guys around laughed.Then I clicked Markus had taken my sexy wife to have sex with her already and it was only our first day there. Finally three hours later my sweet Ana returned arm in arm with this guy Markus. My wife had the biggest smile I had ever seen on her face; she was smoking. "Yeah, so am I." Jason was the only thing I had left." Hang in there, Melinda," Heather said, even though she knew it would sound trite to her if their roles were reversed. "Please. Don't give in to it. We've come too far without falling."Heather struggled to find solace in her own words. They had indeed fallen to some degree, just not far enough to be considered complete slaves to the Darkness. She had to remind herself that it still influenced them only by proxy, that it still could not reach. But luckily for me, Dave seemed as keen as I was to explore this new world that was opening up in front of us. Maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised at this, as after all, he’d been the one who’d dressed me up in sexy clothes to go to work. And he’d been the one who’d pushed me into the arms of Chris in the post-negotiation meal.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~During those five weeks away with Chris, we grew closer and closer in just about every way. During the working day, we were a. .. maybe bigger.” Courtney was laying on the bed with her eyes closed as I left the room, but I could still hear her talking about Becky Finklestein as I walked down the hall. “So big,” she gushed.I knew that the only way out was to apologize to Becky and throw myself on her mercy but I needed to confront her somewhere safe. Somewhere that there were lots of authority figures present. Two years ago it had taken two police officers to save me from her, and back then she was just a tiny little.