The look in her eyes made the tearspour down my face. Pure love, kindness, compassion.She tipped her head down at my diary and added a few of her own...tears and held it up it let them rundown the page, then set it down to dry.I was sitting up, cross-legged,Susie was sitting on the edge of the bed,not looking at me, wiping away tears.Lisa walked over to me, got on the bed andwalked closer on her knees.Our eyes never parted for an instant.“You dumb slut. I love you too.”We hugged each other. The guy had to call me back to pay me."On my way home I stopped at a CVS. It was like five minutes before they closed so I had to race. I bought clothes pins, clothes line, duct tape, candles, and a fly swatter and this plastic spatula. I didn't know which would work better, which would hurt more. I also got a collar and this pink flexi-leash, I got the kind for a 20lb dog, since I wasn't going to be pulling hard. I got back to the apartment we shared, we'd moved into one by ourselves, and I. I then slipped on a pair of Vicki's tennis shoes. I saw myreflection in the glass and noticed that my hair was a mess. I pulled outa brush and got it to at least look presentable. I wondered how long itwould be until I personally got to experience that female inner sanctumknown as a beauty pallor. As for makeup, I would wait to experiment withthat in the privacy of my own home. Then something in my mind snapped and Ijust stood there staring blankly at the reflection of my wife. My wife. You have a nice body from what I got to see of it. Why don't you take off your robe for me. I would like to get a better look." "I don't think so! I don't know who you are or why you are here but that is not appropriate." I exclaimed. "Your husband said you might have a problem with this. Let's see if this will help." He stood up and unzipped his pants. I screamed for him to stop. "What are you doing? You need to leave now." I got up and grabbed his arm. He pulled me close to him and whispered.