The woman she aspired to one day become. Whenever she would go out clubbing, she would have the killer moves on the dance floor, the girls would stop...and stare, wishing they were like her. Yet the only person that was jealous was Sarah herself, as she was the one that wanted to be cuddled and loved. She new what she wanted, and she wanted Dave. Dave was average in the looks department. He was tall, reasonably skinny, dark hair and dark eyes that you seemed to get lost in these covered with a. As far as Martha is concerned, there is nothing I can do about her happiness. I can't change her. She doesn't need a husband, she needs a handy-man," I replied, laughing at my own little joke.Then I turned the subject to my objective for the day."I'm going to find someplace to rent, and move out of the house. Tomorrow, I'll print out the papers for the do-it-yourself divorce, and put together a plan for splitting our assets that I can present to Martha later in the week," I explained, laying. I'm not the only one spread on these movable frames - there are a dozen others that I can see, mostly women, but a few men among them too. All naked or nearly-naked in some sort of lingerie; all bound the same way and ring-gagged, like me, with three- or four-digit numbers written across their chests. I watch the assistants who helped put me in position spread and chain another couple of people, a man and a woman who came in together, then they one by one get themselves/each other prepped. .. But... "Suzi looked straight in my eyes, and somehow triggered that familiar feeling. She made me feel better, and I knew they were right. They at least had the right to know."Are you sure you want to see it? I could just tell you, I think." Suz and I talked about this before. If you have to live through this thing every night, we can live through it at least once." Okay, I guess. We better all sit down on the couch." Scoot over. You should be in the center," Joey said.Suzi took my hand in.