" "Bet you have girl friends everywhere," she teased."Well, I confess I'm no monk. But you haven't said a word about yourself." She didn't answer righ... away. She spooned sugar into her coffee and stirred it, her head bowed over the steaming cup. I began to sense that things weren't going well for her. I waited for her to continue. It wasn't my business and it was up to her to unload her grief or keep it bottled. I waited."My husband's in jail and I'm between jobs at the moment," she blurted. ”I went to sit down beside her.“You know I love you more than life itself,” I said.She nodded. Her face was solemn.“Say the word and I’ll spank her and put her to bed,” I said.“That’s what she wants, you goof.”“Not that way,” I said. “I meant the normal send to bed thing.”“She’d enjoy the spanking,” said Amanda. “I know I would.”“What?” I was shocked. “I never knew you were into that kind of thing.”“I never mentioned it. I thought it was too kinky, and that you’d get weirded out. Considering. When he reached the room, he saw that the door was closed. He tapped lightly but didn't hear an answer. He wondered if he was at the right room. He turned the knob slowly, opened the door and peeked inside. Suddenly, he gasped. The room was lit with fragrant candles. Mrs. Billings was on a large bed lying back against the pillows. He saw that she was wearing a sheer white negligee that came all the way to her ankles. Underneath she had on a matching white corset that cinched in her waist and. If I had been alone rather than with the sister and spouse of my heart, I would have been climbing the walls with how horny I would have become. It seems like surviving a fight always leaves me needing an orgasm or three, but I would have wanted someone I love to share the moment with me.Of course, it got worse once Erica was arrested and I had to sail home alone. That month was torture. I had no lover with me, and worse couldn't know if I'd ever see my dearest dear again. If you feel the same.