I rolled it the few feet over to where Becky was sitting once again on the couch."Okay Becky, here is how we will work this; you will go with me on my...rounds, checking doors, securing any windows that need it, and making sure the building is the way it's supposed to be. For the most part, you will stay by my side so I know where you are, however, there are a few offices in this building that you won't be allowed into because of sensitive materials. In those cases, you will wait in the hallway. Free time?" I stammered back as an answer."Don't you work twenty hours like me?"I was caught in my attempted deception."Wha..." I said then I clammed up."You got to have some fun, right?" Hannah continued her interrogation.Okay, it wasn't an interrogation but I felt so awkward that I might as well be tied to a chair while she shined a bright light in my face.She added, "You don't seem to be one of those boring guys who spend all their time playing videogames. What's that one that was in the. Now stop staring at my ass and finish your writing”.********We used to chat daily, and she confessed to me that she went on to have a few flings with an Egyptian and two Europeans while she was in Europe. It is a nonstringed attachment, where she meets these people and get laid, but there is nothing emotional about it. Fuck and forget, that’s her motto with extramarital fucks. And she explained she needs the same with me.So the D-day came and she asked me to come to their villa. She asked me to. She could see the small metal studs in the flooring, and knew that these somehow conducted the current which made her a prisoner on the bed, denying her even the freedom to move about this small room.She knew it was a deliberate psychological pressure. By confining her to the small world of the bed except when she ate or bathed or answered the call of nature, she was kept in an unending state of boredom. Thus it was easier to force her across the fallen barriers into the only world where there.