He grinned like the cat that caught the canary.Click. I dropped the call. Immediately, my husband’s name popped up on the caller ID. I shut off my p...one, avoiding another argument. I was just too angry.Henry smiled, waiting for me to decide what was next. After a prolonged silence, he said, “That was brutal. I hope you two can work things out.” He sounded sincere.“Oh, everything’s fine! Just dandy!” I sarcastically stated. “My husband basically wants to whore me out like a pimp, and my twin. In this case, the flame is stronger than ever- it battles against the odds in an attempt to stay alive, but only time itself can decide whether or not their love will wane in the years to come. Every night there seems to be senseless arguments erupting between them almost as if they were bound together by the law — yes I am referring to a married couple. However, regardless of their pathetic attempts to remain angry or irritated by each other, their fairytale love is so overwhelmingly evident. When his brother Bobby found out the truth and wanted to try it on, he ripped it off Chris' body and transfered the curse from the shirt to his brother. Outside the family, only his best friend Mark knows his secret."At least I don't have to give the gym teacher any more notes about showering alone." Chris said as he and Mark entered Chris' house. "You'd think that they'd put some heat into those pipes." Maybe now that we can hit the beach, I can see you in that Bikini," Mark joked. If either of us got too embarrassed, I would get a good meal, and we would keep each other’s secret.His astonishment at seeing me was comic. However, he knew how to behave, welcomed me, said what a lovely surprise, how sorry he was about the marriage, promised faithfully not to tell my husband about the meeting, especially as he would need to disclose his role, and we made small talk and ordered. He asked what I was looking for and why. I told him about the feelings I was getting from bondage.