Ah ... so dirty; it feels so dirty,” she looked up at him, “just like all of the rest of the dirty things that you’ve made me do. It feels so di...ty,” she repeated, “and why then do I love it so?” She glanced at him as she talked.His grin was huge. “If you cry,” he said with authority, “I’m going to slap your face.”“Yes, yes, yes,” she said hurriedly, “This slut is sorry for the emotions. It’s just kind of overwhelming to feel this way. I’ve never felt this way for or with anyone before and I. .. "Certainly strong," she commented, blinking.Mark had clipped the end of the Partagas cigar, which he had selected from the large wooden humidor Wafto had brought to him. "Yes, aren't they? Very tasty, I'd say. A mixture of Latakia, Turkish, Burley, and Cannabis," he winked knowingly at Lena, who seemed to have a silly smirk on her face as though she was sharing some kind of secret with him. "Mostly the latter," he added."Can -- cana --?" she tried to pronounce the last named tobacco. Somehow. Man, what a sight, no wonder everyone had beenlooking at me. I just looked at Chris with this look of horror or myface, and she looked back at me and smiled a little, and then I smiled alittle, and then we both burst out laughing.There wasn't much good on TV after supper last night so I'd pulled outthe box of things that Chris had left over from her pregnancy and I wasbrowsing through it to see whether there was anything interesting left init - I'd already pulled out most of her maternity. Silly? Melodramatic? Maybe.But, it’s my cross to bear.Thank you for letting me get it out.If there is one silver lining in all of this, it’s that I have several walking, talking, and breathing “stress relievers” that call me “Master”.One of which who had sealed her fate for the next couple of hours by texting me a “6” with enough exclamation points after it to put her in very deep trouble for the evening.The text was waiting on my phone when I got out of my second hot shower of the day.This is.