I whispered to her, “You want something entirely different than Marge, don’t you Jane?”With wide eyes and a look of both trepidation and excitem...nt she whispered even more quietly, “Yes, um, I’d like to be made into a sex slave. How is it that I feel like you knew that already?”I chuckled, “One of my gifts is knowing what women want. Have you ever discussed this urge with your husband?”She shook her head meekly, “No, I was always afraid he would think I was some kind of freak. You’re the first. Shit, it's four days before Christmas for Christ's sake.A scuffing noise behind him brought him out of his reverie. Turning, he saw a man standing in the doorway to the basement.Quickly bringing his service revolver up Singleton yelled out in his best command voice, "Freeze, police!" But his voice sounded impossibly shrill.Moving to take a step, he tripped on his pants leg, which had somehow become impossibly long. Falling, his elbow struck the ground first, causing his gun hand to fly open,. I looked at my clock and saw it was only ten thirty; he'd still be up reading or surfing the net.I crawled out of bed and walked down the hall to his room. I could see through the crack in the doorway that he was sitting at his computer. I knocked lightly. "Benny?" Yeah?" He clicked an icon and killed the screen. He must have been looking at something naughty."Um, would you like to go bike riding out to the lake tomorrow? We could take some sandwiches and have a kind of picnic."He turned and. He told him ‘need 10 mints to get fresh’, I said ‘ok 10 minute is fine for me’, he went to washroom saying 10minutes. Again I was getting bored sit alone after 5 minutes I started walking around inside his house, unfortunately I stepped into his bedroom without knowing , his bedroom was very well decorated , lots of flower vases, colorful hanging lights, large bed with beautiful bed side lights, large mirror etc. I turned to come out from his bed room as it is not good manners to enter other.