I hate running, but it keeps me in shape." I didn't add that I could stop thinking when I ran, and that right now I didn't want to think."I wanted to ...ay I'm sorry." Now she sounded about six."You don't have anything to be sorry about. I was out of line. I tried to force you to do something that you didn't want to do." I..." She rushed forward and hugged me. Hard. "I shouldn't have yelled. And I shouldn't have said fuc... those words you don't like." You're a big girl. I shouldn't have tried to. As we pass the living room I can hear him kicking off his shoes and then the release of his zipper on his jeans. Once again I bite my bottom lip happily, then I turn to smile at him as I walk backwards into the bedroom. His hands go to my shoulders pushing the robe, now completely open, off of my body then gently pushes me back onto the bed. Our hands move together, but in different ways. I reach out to grab the hem of his shirt so I can pull it over his head, and he reaches up to cover my. After Mark wasthrough vacuuming, Mark sat next to me on the sofa and we chatted.During the chat, I said one of the trigger words "Go Blank Bimbo Girl."When Mark heard that, his response was "what??" I said the trigger wordsagain, "Go Blank Bimbo Girl." After I said that, Mark's eyes glossedover. He just sat motionless. I moved next to him. I put his hand onmy crotch area. I whispered another trigger phrase from the mp3 fileinto his ear. "Excite Your Clit Bimbo Girl." Mark started. ‘Ed, I’m so sorry for waking you up, but I can’t handle these nightmares.’ ‘You, too?’ ‘You mean they’ve returned for you, also?’ ‘Yes. I don’t think I’ve been able to sleep half an hour so far tonight.’ ‘Ed, maybe I’m being a baby about this, but would you please come over here?’ ‘Sure, Sandy. I guess we’re in the same boat, so we might as well be there for each other. Ed drove to Sandy’s, and they did sleep well the rest of the night. Over breakfast, Ed said, ‘Sandy, I have so many mixed.