This is the third of those adult stories. Valentine Cake I was feeling miserable as Valentine’s Day approached and I couldn’t see any sign of roma...ce in my life. When I heard Martha in my head offering to tell me another story, I couldn’t refuse. ‘This one is not about me,’ Martha started. ‘It couldn’t be. I’d been dead for years when this happened.’ ‘Then how…?’ I asked. ‘Like you, the main person in this story used to listen to my stories. I became part of her, as you become part of me, and I. By my Mother-in-Law.She found out about an affair I was having, had me followed by a privatedetective. He took pictures of me with my girlfriend. My mother-in-lawtold me she would keep it quiet from my wife if I did her some favors. Ireally do love my wife so I agreed. At first the favors were just somechores around her house. It wasn't a big deal and I thought I was gettingoff easy. Then she started having me do housework and eventually she hadme dress up as a maid when I did it. She had me. The world rejoiced. Within days people recovered, hospitals emptied and mobile clinics travelled through regions vaccinating everyone with the treatment. Best of all, the restrictions were lifted and people could resume their lives. So that spring Jeff and I stood together in the same room and finally met. My heart was racing as we embraced and I knew something special was happening to me. He was gorgeous and i was really attracted to him. That elusive spark had been ignited. Very quickly we. She then excused herself and said i will be right back. I noticed several nude paintings in the room. There was a painting of a nude man and woman the man had his hands tied behind his back and the woman was stroking his cock. As I was looking at the picture Belinda dressed in leathers came back in the room and said what do you think of the picture Dudley do you like it? I replied yes I do like it find it rather sexy. She smiled not me not the picture. I blushed and said I find both rather.