We had to force him. It was then we had to accept the fact he was going mad. He had begun talking to Julian as though he were alive and in the bedroom...with him. As though everything was as it had been before, with today and yesterday and last month and a century from now mixed up in his shattered mind. He would tell Julian how it had all been a mix up and as soon as he left bed, as soon as he felt well enough again, he would set everybody straight about it all. I could see in his eyes, he. I was right. Our first time the evening of our wedding was the most delightful experience I had yet enjoyed. By then, however, we had practiced the agreeable preliminaries with each other, so we both knew what to do.For the first year of our marriage we usually made love several times a day. We practically would have enjoyed spending all of our time naked, and in bed.However, honeymoons come to an end. After several years sex between us began to become routine, despite the fact that my wife was. Rory smiled brightly and said, “Trust me, you’ll love it.”He grabbed a long, thick, black T-shirt and handed it to her.“We’re going hot tubbing, not swimming. It’ll be exhilarating. You’ll see.”Rory left Sara, and disappeared to change into the trunks, while Sara changed into the T-shirt, feeling that the swimsuit might send the wrong signals.“Are you decent?” Rory asked before he came back in.“Yes, I am.”Rory opened the sliding glass doors, and then opened the steaming hot tub he had prepared. Look at the slut, Amber said, she didnt even fight becoming an incest whore. I ignored her words, realizing she was right&hellip,for a strong-willed lawyer who had fought a male dominated world my whole life&hellip,it was incredibly ironic that I gave in so easily to a secret society led by men. Bart laughed, Says the slut who seduced her father before she even knew of the secret society. What can I say, I was born to be an Order of Syndom slut, Amber giggled. That you were, Bart chuckled..