Vikram’s head rose fast and he looked past me, his eyes opened wide. I turned and saw my wife coming down the hall. She was wearing a red midi black...lace and over that she had transparent thigh length housecoat which did little to conceal her beautiful body. I could see that Ritu was really nervous and i got up and met her as she entered the room. I told her that she looked very beautiful and that any man would give anything to make love to her. I bent to kiss her and felt her body trembling. I. Besides, we need to get back to work.”She frowned. “Hrumph! Killjoy. You’re the one that showed me that picture, so you’re going to have to put up with me being horny and grouchy all afternoon now.”“And that makes today different how, exactly?”She stuck her tongue out at me, but then thought of something. “Hey, show Michael that picture Alli sent you!”I dug out my phone and brought up the rear-view shot of her and the two men before passing it to him. He looked at it for several long seconds. Ahhh. What a relief. To write of itself as other than an it, is stressful, reminding it of the way it used to think when it was a person, and the nightmarish pain that it now associates with the struggle it put up in fighting its surrender. You see, it's not that it lives without pain--on the contrary, it lives with pain every moment of its life. Just that it understands now that pain, abuse, degradation, humiliation, torture, punishment, service, and solitude are the states of existence. He answers harshly. Don't ever mention it again and, for My sake, don't call Me daddy. That always makes Me feel awkward.You remain silent for a few seconds before daring to talk again. "Sooo... God will do, I guess."God will definitely do. Anyway, as I said, you will be granted absolute power. Use it as you like."As I like? You mean, as long as it's in the name of good, right?"Oh, no, you're entirely free. You can eat babies for breakfast or even pineapples on pizzas if that's what you're.