"You bet we will," he said, "along with most of Britain. Now go; yourdriver's waiting. I'll see you in four weeks."The car the TV studio had sent was ...arked at the kerb outside our house,the driver holding the door open for me. "Evenin', Ms Addison," she said, touching her peaked cap as she did so."Good evening," I said, turning to take a last look at our family homehere in this quiet street in the Chiswick area of west London. Havingdone so I sighed and climbed into the rear, clicking my. After catching my breath at the top I took some pictures as I walked around to check for forgotten catchers mitts. I knew I was stalling. My mind had seen that the trip back down was going to be terrifying. I saw that I would have the front half of my feet dangling in the air with each step down. If I caught my heel on a step the chances of going all the way down on my face were way too high. I saw some guys inching their way down step by step on their butts. I really did not want to be one of. But all-in-all, it was working out just fine. The real big hurdle for me, was getting use to being intimate in front of everyone. It seemed no matter what I did to try to find a little privacy their was always a few... or a few dozen girls around to watch me. I wonder if I will ever have to just fuck in the middle of the open.Back to the here and now, my cave-of-a-home had a recent renovation a few weeks ago just before winter settled in. Several of the women kept trying to pile into my cave,. If this indignity makes youhard, you just wait," she continued her previous thought, "David and I cansee your humiliation in the eyes of others as they see how you have givenyour wife to a better man while you wait cucked at home for her return."She took her foot off me and bent her knees so she was closer to my body onthe floor. "but you are anesthetizing yourself daily with booze and whoknows what else. We can no longer see the pain in your eyes. And your eyesare the very point. And that is.