.. word,” I growled at her. “I told them about being related to Lucky Jim during the flight to the hospital to take their mind off everything else...”She started to ask something, but my glare stopped her.Next, I found the yellow pages that Mom always keeps next to the phone in the kitchen. She refuses to look things up on her cell phone or the Internet. If it isn’t in the Yellow Pages, it doesn’t exist. I called the furniture store I knew my parents used and asked how much their top-of-the-line. We sat and watched her sister and husband dip and swirl, clap and stamp their way through another fifteen minutes of dance and I couldn’t help but notice that, whenever they faced each other, the expression on their faces told of something more than a professional relationship. I glanced at Estralita and saw that she too had noticed this and I understood her pain, I felt her pain. ‘She is a whore, my sister. She knows what the man wants and gives it to him, but, like the whore, her heart is not. That evening Kitty sat on Paul's bed working on her computer and waiting for him to come home, she expected him home at six at the latest but he finally stormed in around nine thirty, rushed upstairs and stopped dead as he saw her."What the hell?" he asked."I have your money," she explained, "Two thousand pounds, and another two for the fine if you will be nice to me." What?" he asked incredulously."If I can sleep with you, two thousand pounds for the fine," Kitty said nervously. "For gods. It felt a lot longer than a minute, more like 10 minutes So here I was naked on the bed locked in a cage, straining for release as it pushed against the metal cage and tied spread eagled with the vibrator on full blast and changing the vibrations constantly, my mind was in overload.Wife had secretly planned this down to the minute, unbeknown to her husband (me), she had gone quietly to the front door and let her friend in, and there her friend saw her best mate in her domineering attire and.