I really hadn’t said much during all of this. I guess I didn’t know exactly what to say. I was about to find out how seriousl... she was taking this opportunity. “Open your mouth”, she ordered. I complied and felt something being forced into my mouth. She quickly fastened the gag behind my head and cinched it tight. I realized that I had just been ring gagged. I could extend my tongue though the opening but could do nothing but mumble. I felt her. ..i...am a woman, I am an artist, i'm politically engaged, i fight for the women rights..." "and?" "what you mean and? I can't do those things!" "but you have them inside, you want them, you think constantly of being submissed, an treated like a whore. aint'you?" "..." "..." "no" "no? why did you contact me then? Look I'm not here to judge you, i'm here to help you to dig inside your and reveal your inner being" "Why do you do that?" "that's my business. your business is to take a decision: do. Jack stood stunned already worried how this would play out in the locker room. He knew she wouldn't make a public issue of it, but surely she had a confidant she might tell the story too. Could he look everyone on the team in the eye without wondering if they were the one she might tell? Suddenly it struck him like a lightning bolt. "She left here upset and confused, and all I can think about is myself and what effect this has on ME?" He thought to himself. "Maybe I AM as big of a self-centered. Some good memories stirred her loins and she did feel an urge. An idea struck her. “Since we are still married I guess it would be alright and our counselor might approve. But I want you to go get some condoms.”He gave her a funny look so she explained, “I don’t know what you have been doing since we split so it is for safety. That’s my condition; take it or leave it.” He stood up and she didn’t know what he’d decided as he walked out the door. He was back in fifteen minutes, time enough for.