I was spent.Tristan: DADDY… DADDY… DADDY… DADDY… DADDY… daddy… daddy… dad… daAs he recovered. I laid him on his side and removed the ...uffs but not the blindfold. I stretched him out on the bed and lay beside him, cradling him. Tristan put his head on my chest and said: “Thank you, daddy” over and over in a soft small voice.We shared this perfect moment. After a while, I lifted the blindfold from his face and said “Did you have fun?”Tristan’s face lit up with the most wonderful smile.We had. I want you to do this, for me. Now you just make sure to make me proud, baby." She wanted to bed Kirsten, but she loved Mike and didn't want sex without him in the mix. That was only partly my doing. I had a feeling I had created a precedent that Mike was going to benefit greatly from."For you, anything." He turned to Kirsten. "You heard her, get up on the couch."Kirsten was truly of two minds, even as she, almost involuntarily, moved up onto the couch. She simply couldn't back out of a. "We just adopted the system that the previous owners used and stayed with it. It seemed the most efficient."Later that afternoon, Carl provided me with a list of six restaurant managers that he felt would cooperate. Each of them operated more than sixteen hours each day which meant they had to have adaptive scheduling. Only two were twenty-four-hour operations.It was an exercise in frustration. The businesses that were open sixteen hours used a split-shift system, which they admitted many of. I remember quickly offering up my wife to drive (she was limiting her consumption) and saying I would buy, but I didnt think it wise for her to go alone so late at night. I remember throwing some money to my friend and said Hey, you go with her. It was all so innocent and nothing really seemed unusual or different. Though, in my mind, I got butterflies thinking about her being alone with him. I was able to get a quick minute alone with her before they left and I definitely put it out there that.