Well go first to our GP to get you tested for STDs. Im not going to fuck you again until Im sure that youre clean. Then my private detective has given...me the details of a criminal lawyer. Well go to see her, after the GP. Blackmail is a serious crime. Id like to see your pimp in gaol for a serious stretch. Of course, youd have to give evidence against him. I think that I have to make that a condition of your continuing to be my wife. OK? Oh! Shit! That means that everyone will know about my. .."----After a relatively more relaxing day, I was back to being Dave Millerthat night. Things got back to normal that week, and I was going backto working regular shifts. I thought little about being LaShaundaagain, except I'd do my "acting job" one more time and that would beit. I still had all of my "LaShaunda gear" and the mountain of women'sclothes that had been accumulated for me in a pile on my floor, sittingthere like a foreboding mound.On Tuesday, I came home from work, dead tired. . Stupid kick. Stupid stroke! Most of the energy is wasted. After an eternity I touch, pick up my head to grab a breath as I haul my ass around for the push-off, and it is back to the freestyle -- stroke -- stroke -- stroke -- ONE-two-three-FOUR-five-six, ONE-two-three-FOUR-five-six.It is very Zen. It gives me a lot of time to think, and I find myself wondering what Greg is doing at the moment -- swimming longer, maybe lifting weights, working harder than I am.But he's training to try out for the. "Mine!" Lifting her up and setting her on the flat top of the dresser, his whispered command sent shivers through her.God he's strong! Lifting her hands, she braced them against his rock hard shoulders.His hands squeezed her waist as he crowded even closer to her. She took a deep breath and let her hands slide down to his chest."Bas..." she started to protest as he dipped his head. Her eyes widened as her gaze locked with his. She could see the dark desire she now realized he'd kept carefully.