And anyway, that would just earn us a stingy, spanked, reddened bottom.”Both of us gazed off into space for a moment, smiling at the thought.I broug...t us both back to reality.“You’re scared, that’s what it is. You’re scared that if we go off looking for trouble, we might actually find some. And where would that leave us? All vulnerable and exposed.”We both contemplated this unappealing outcome, sinking back into our seats.“What we need is practice. We need to remember how much fun fucking is,. .” He didn’t seem to be paying attention, let alone making objections. She went to work. Bill watched the final preparations and set the table when she asked him to. He got out water glasses and cups for the place settings. Water glasses were fine, but did they need coffee on their day of rest?Lunch went over as well as breakfast had. The coffee cups remained empty, Bill not forcing the issue. He had his coat and tie off, but he got a little sauce on his shirt sleeve. That didn’t seem to bother. I'll never get tired of hearing it. I love you too."With a kiss that was all too brief, he was out the door to his car.I went back to my "fucking" bed, and for the first time in a long time, I fell to my knees beside it. I needed a few minutes with my thoughts, and with the old-time religion in which I had been raised.After a moment, I headed for the shower. I had a lot of lovemaking to wash off. I wished it were that easy to launder my brain.****I was pretty busy the next morning. The. "Okay..." Emmett allowed not sure where this was going."So, you can dress how you want, cut your hair how you want, as long asits professional," the boss said."Nice to know," Emmett replied."That's all," the boss said dismissing him.Emmett came out of the office unsettled. He was wearing the same suit asalways and had the same haircut as always since he started. What waseveryone else's problem?***After ensuring the cat was still alive, Emmett went over to his apartmentto pick up some new.