"Because I only 'be Matthew' when I want to 'beMatthew'." But what if you were in the position where you never wanted to 'beMatthew' ever again?" Paig... asked, making Natalie pause as she tied herstilettos to her feet."No point in worrying about 'what if's," Natalie said. "I've got thefreedom to choose. Personally, I find that a HELL of a lot better thanhaving to actually make a choice." If you weren't English, I'd envy you," Paige giggled, before greetingJessica with a kiss as she returned to. Finally, I stopped long enough to unlock the door. The bed was turned down and covered in rose petals. Champagne was chilling in a stand and two glasses were on a silver serving tray.“This is our last night,” I said.Stela nodded.“Let’s not talk about that now,” she responded.“Tonight you submit to me completely,” I told her. She nodded.I put my hand around her slender waist and pulled her close to me. We kissed passionately.“You’re going to undress for me,” I told her. “Just like our first. They gave me the blow by blow. Debbie said, why didn’t you stop it? I said why? It was her choice. Trust is very important to me as is fidelity. If I couldn’t trust her when she was traveling, we wouldn’t have much of a marriage. I give it, I expect it back In return. Well, as you know as her caretaker after the accident, one of them had impregnated her that night. I divorced her. To show me she had changed, she sold her company and started trying to win her motherhood back with the kids. Janet. And was very stylishly dressed when she arrived… and hell those shoes she had on must have cost more than everything i arrived wearing put together… has gone from sobbing to sobbing and mumbling words i can not understand… words i am not really interested in hearing… her long… artificially blond hair is in rats tails and her mascara which was obviously not as waterproof as the packaging implied is more than half way down her face and the black smears on the backs of her hands match the.