Butthe wind was hitting me harder every second. I decided to close the window. Iasked the cabbie to put on the AC. Non AC cab madam. Now it was like a...toasterinside. Nothing moved. The heat radiatedfrom the engine making me sweat again. There was water in my bag and I drank itin a gulp. What a stupid thing to do. Shit! My bladder gave me an error messagenow, before it just showed a warning. We techies usually ignore the warningmessages blindly. But error messages have to be solved. Now it. I then asked him what kinda porn he liked... he said he liked watching a girl get gang-banged... so I told him to put on the one he likes and we can watch it together,.. he then smiled and said he'd liked that.. he put a dvd in the dvd player and we started watching... about halfway through the first scene he asked me if I was ok with him taking care of himself... I told him to have at it... I was still watching the video until he got really into it, moaning and spitting on his cock... the. “Kyle is sweet and I love him because he is my son but that boy would annoy the crap out of me! Besides, he can’t even take care of a gerbil. I would hate to be the dog that depended on him for a walk!” I chuckled at my husband’s joke.Prior to this new arrangement we seldom talked about anything going on in the world. We never talked about politics, money, even celebrities. At work, I’d be lucky if he texted me a quick, “I love you”. Now, we were texting and talking all day long about BDSM. Maybe I'd been trained not to try anything different. Maybe, maybe, maybe ... I could have gone on for hours on what may have been had things been different in my life. What I needed to do was learn to adapt again and work with the new hand dealt to me. The hand looked exceptionally good so far and I didn't want to waste it by wallowing in self-doubt.Gently I smiled at Renée, and reached up with the hand she held to stroke her cheek. My life started changing after I had met her. So far, she'd.