" she paused to find the right word, "took a necessary view that my marriage was definitely over. For Christ's sake Dave, what do you think I went to ...hades for? To get myself laid. I needed to and I wanted to. Get over it, from what I remember, you enjoyed it."We sat in silence for a bit. Then she asked, "So, what are you going to do about Davinia? Do you spank her, or does she have other thinks she likes you two to play?" No. She's sort of clean and wholesome. Don't get me wrong, she's very. ?I'll show you respect.? ?Sir.? ?I will show you respect, sir.? ?Good. Now, I have a mate sitting in the seat behind you. Reach up your armsover the back of the seat so that he can grab your wrists. He has a blade too.One moment of disobedience from you and he'll slice you. Understand?? ?Yes, sir.? Slice me. A mental picture of bright red blood fountaining out of my wristand down over my body shivered through me and I lifted my arms. A hand closedaround my vulnerable wrists, trapping me. The. " I asked extremely nervously."Yes," she laughed, "but I am inviting you for the night out, not as entertainment for my Master." Oh," I exclaimed in relief."Before you agree, however, you should know that there are certain entrance requirements," she told me."What are the requirements?" I asked."They are different each week, and often for each person," she told me. "One thing in common, however, is no panties and a short skirt." Well, I can't wear panties at night anyway," I informed her. She had phoned him from her mobile phone and now he had her number. As a travelling buyer for her firm, she would have good text capability on her phone. Finally there was her firm. Perhaps he would be put through now he was no longer her erring husband.Julie meanwhile had not been idle. She had used one of the sites that find people, putting the place as Manchester, and then trying her name as Colshaw. No one called Carol. Then Malley, again no result, finally Irwin, and hit the jackpot. One.