"Oh Doctor Marlow, that's wonderful news!"Dr Marlow looked at the pleasure etched across Melissa's achingly pretty face, as she realised she could sti...l share sexual pleasure with her crippled husband, and for a moment or two he rather wished he could trade places with Derek Campbell, car crash or no car crash."It is, isn't it?" he smiled."And he can come home soon?" asked Melissa."That's not such good news, I'm afraid," said Dr Marlow."Oh." You see, Mrs Campbell..." Melissa." Melissa, sorry,". " "Yeah" I agreed. "I was so turned on myself that I had to take the situation in hand." I was interested in how he would respond. But he didn't seem to take the bait. "Sometimes we have to do that" was all he said. "I'm heading down to breakfast - I'll save you a seat" and he left the room.I thought about it all day, as we were trained in different facets of the job, I had this mental image of Al's girlfriend going down on him. I had seen him getting ready to take a shower so I knew that he. "Yes, I would. I love Eve, and I don't want to be without her." Yes, I can see that. But that isn't what I asked you, now, was it? Do you really want to continue the life that the two of you have been living?"I was a bit confused, and struggled to find an answer."Let me ask you this, Jenny, have you been a proper, obedient slave?"I knew that I couldn't lie to Mistress."No. I have been very bad lately." And why is that?" I don't know. I want to please Eve, and I feel bad when I disappoint her.. Her car wasn't in the drive when I pulled in, so I fixed myself a drink to clam down and began the wait, full of anticipation.Around seven o'clock I heard a car pull in the driveway and was relived, but when the doorbell rang I knew it wasn't her. Sandy greeted me as I answered the door, all but walking in, as was his custom around our house. I felt a little nervous, I hadn't expected this at all, I offered Sandy a drink, and he sat down, chatting about something that had happened that.