Stella Maris actually cancels her up-town apartment near the old (from 1928) Olympic Stadium in Amsterdam-South, several months earlier. As she spends...most nights anyway in their big bed. Right under the ceiling of her lover's small place in a student block. It is in the re-built former Jewish quarter of old town, at the right banks of the name-giving river Amstel.Stella Maris soon adapts to the casual style of those mostly a bit elder students. Over twenty people live in the only eighteen. Students and faculties would the week before purchase a song to have performed for someone. During the two days participants would interrupt classes in order to perform these songs. You could send them anonymously if you wanted to. This particular year one of the hottest girls in the school (Tosh) decided to participate. She chose to be the one to do the anti-valentine song. Her song choice was Theses Boots Were Made for Walking. A song that would end up being the song every guy in the whole. He was not permitted to call me, If I wanted him, I would call. Secondly I paid him to work, not to fuck. He was there to work, the screwing was just a pleasant past time between friends. The routine usually worked out on Tuesday and Thursday as he did not have but one early class. Before he came over I told him to bring a change of clothes. We would work from around ten till about two, then break for lunch, afterwords we might work but usually we would grab a quick shower and enjoy each. .." he booms upon entering the room. Cutto the master bed. There indeed lies Ace's beautiful raven-haired wife,although not entirely peacefully. Each of her limbs is tied harshly to acorresponding bedpost, leaving her spread-eagled and vulnerable. Shelooks up at him through pleading, tear-sodden eyes, but the big fire-engine red ballgag in her mouth mutes her protests, save for a fewdrooly mumbles."...I'd almost forget where I'd left you. You evil, conniving,treacherous BITCH."Ace wastes no.