She encouraged me to try new things, like a pusher trying to get someone to move on to some of the harder drugs. I crafted elaborate, romantic fantasi...s for her, found new games to play, new tricks to pull, how to make her forget things temporarily, and so on, and most of it I restored to her, eventually. I felt a little guilty about never letting her remember role-playing as an adoring love-slave without a past, memories or even a name, just utter and complete obedience, devotion and love for. That great feeling stayed with me during the thirty-minute drive. When I arrived at the parking garage I parked in my usual spot, turned off the key, and started to cry. I was crying because what we shared was not real. It was a hole in my heart. Part of the pain was for the baby, but most of the ache was for Norman and me. I needed this for us.Eventually I dried my tears, and walked down the three flights of stairs to cross the street where I worked. I may be feeling bad, but this was not. Ein wenig Angst.Egal, worauf sie mit ihrer Frage hinaus wollte - ich nickte.Nun stahl sich wieder ein kleines, liebenswertes Lächeln auf Sarahs Lippen."Ich auch." Hauchte sie erneut, diesmal etwas belegt.Sarah umgriff meine Hände, welche immer noch auf ihren Schenkeln lagen. Schob sie unter das Shirt, welches auf ihrer Taille ruhte.Wie wunderbar samtig ihre Haut schien. Wie weich und zart ihr Fleisch.Ich genoss jeden Millimeter, den ich ertastete. Meine Hände umfingen sie, die Daumen Richtung. Well, she would bide her time -- something else would come along... Something else was Ted Phipps. Granted, he didn't present himself to Claudette directly -- but he made himself highly visible by leaning on the end of the booth the two couples were occupying, actively ogling Louise's cleavage, and remarking, "So! It IS you! When did you decide to come out and play with the big kids, Louise?" Excuse me?" Louise blinked confusion."Those hooters still healing?" Ted leered. "What other plastic.