You thought that by withholding sex until we wed, you'd control me, but I got the last laugh, because I fucked all of your female friends, without exc...ption, that's right, and I selected your sex partners, not you! They were all a set up. It was a trap- the whole marriage was a trap, and you, despite your ruthlessness, fell into it.You see, my wife, I am a professional soldier of fortune- a mercenary. I have friends and colleagues in my line of work, and they include all of your so-called. And yes, I had slept with a few co-workers over the years. There was a new one, however, that I had been keeping an eye on.Carlos was a twenty-three-year-old Latino that took my breath away. Muscular body, dark hair, and blue eyes. He was covered in tattoos and had an inviting smile. He had only been there about eight months, but was already quite popular with the girls. Carlos started as a bar-back, stocking the shelves, bringing beers from the cooler, supplying the bartenders with whatever we. He removes a pen from his breast pocket, stops behind her, and uses it to lift the hem of her skirt. She gasps and whirls around. "Stand still!" I command. "Do you want this job or not?" Trembling, she whispers, "Yes." Mr. John returns to his chair, puts his feet up on the desk,and states, "Proceed with the interview." I lead her over to his desk and stand close behind her. "The first thing to remember is to address Mr. John as 'SIR'. I told you this job requires a wide variety of. I enjoy it. It's not like I get a lot of attention as Brian." Hmmm," she said. "Do you feel like you put the same effort into Brianas you do into Jessica?" I don't understand." How much did you work out as Brian?" I don't know. 4 times a week." And as Jessica?" Maybe one more time." Do you do anything else?" Not really." Really? I couldn't help but notice your abs seem very toned lately." Do you often look at your patients' abs, Julia?"She rolled her eyes. "Only those that cross-dress and wear.