‘You do play chess! I disbelieved you but you do play chess and these pieces are exquisite. The carving is delicate and it’s solid ivory not fishb...ne. It must be very old because the world has now banned trade in ivory. You must have saved up forever to purchase this set. I can’t play but at least I know these pieces are not only valuable but they are for use. They are not decorations. If only I could play.’ ‘I’ll teach you.’ Peter rushed to volunteer but there was more than chess on his mind.. If the reaction was positive, we felt safe in pushing it further, delving into the dirtiest details of what we wanted to do, or see, or have done to us. Both of us learned so much about the others more hidden sexual desires, and ultimately discovered things about ourselves that we had been reluctant to admit previously. It's true that virtually all of these discoveries resulted from things blurted out during the heat of passion. Things said intentionally, and intended to be shockingly nasty.. .. of whale-sounding chases in the driving rain ... of spreading wings and gathering Power to rise above the waves ... of powerful downstrokes, and more Power lifting bodies and wings in a steep spiral to and through the clouds ... of a chase that was not a chase through clouds into storm and again into sun ... of red mounting gold, and a bugling golden cry of triumph and ecstasy ... of Power woven around them in a globe-shaped shield, shining light and life rising above the planet ... of. My instincts told me this would be Claire, and this immediately had me brighten up at the prospect of any contact and reassurance from my wife. But as I pulled my phone from my pocket I saw an unfamiliar number. As I hit the green ‘receive’ icon, the screen burst to life with a facetime call.The picture showed Claire’s naked body lying prone on a bed, her full breasts rising and falling with her steady breathing as her beautiful face looked hungrily towards the black figure walking away from.