There wasn't a hint of anything going on, but I suppose it had been nagging at me, and for that matter it still was. Jimmy knew who Sheila worked for ...nd what her job title was, but he never said a word about it to either of us. I had just put him on the spot, and he had responded as I expected a good friend would.Despite the fact that Sheila no longer worked on Saturday morning, I continued to play golf early. The Saturday following my talk with Jimmy dawned cool and windy, but at least it. "You're going to have to cut it with an energy beam," Mista said, stepping away from the smoke."Anyone looking for us could read energy signature," Dothan said, protesting."We have no choice and the chrono is ticking," Mista said.Dothan made two quick cuts with his smallest energy weapon. A dark maw opened up beyond the cut vines. It was the entrance to a tunnel."Shall we?" Mista said, leading the way without any hesitation. Jorie followed and Dothan took the rear.The floor beneath was flat and. And then there was the total and utter subrogation of it which had its attraction along with the other emotional logic that she had presented - if I had no balls it was a very clear and committed choice without any doubts as to our respective sexual roles in our marriage.About half an hour later Sam came down wearing a thin dressing gown with a towel wrapped around her wet hair.“Well, have you given it any further thought, Steve” she asked sitting down. Her dressing gown taped open and I. What could she have in her plans? She knew from the beginning she would win, and she knew how she would win. She had everything perfectly planned from the start.My god! How could I have been so stupid, thinking only with my cock...again?I know absolutely nothing about this woman or what she might be capable of. She is a black widow and now she has ensnared her helpless male in her trap to do with as she pleases. As I sat in the corner of the ring, with my hands tied over my head and my legs.