I found my car somehow and drove around for almost an hour beforegoing home.When I got home, Jim was angry and worried because I was so late.He real...zed I'd been crying and demanded to know what was going on.He kept after me and I finally told him. "You wouldn't spank me. TonightI met an old friend from college and she obliged me. And I loved it!She wants to have me as her slave!"Jim stared at me in silence for a long moment. "Get your fucking clothesoff. Now!"I hesitated and he. Not Jennifer. Not Becky. Not Joyce. Not you. Not Stephanie.”“Wait, did you change your mind about me?”“No, Melanie. But I am going to insist that you stick to the limits of what I can give you and accept the relationship on my terms.”“That might be hard to do, because you limit it so much.”“As much as I love you, I don’t think we have a future as a couple. You know, I think that you belong with Pete. It’s true that we limited ourselves because of Birgit, but in the end, I don’t think we’re. I don't know why I did what I did and I know I was bad. Please forgive me."Sebastian looked at her. Maybe she wasn't so bad and she was sorry. Ever since he had been in Fantasia every character he met turned out to be okay and good. Some were misguided and caused harm without realising until Sebastian made them see the errors in their ways. Maybe she was like them he thought."Okay I accept your help to find her," he told her gently. "As long as you promise not to do that bad stuff again." Okay. I guessed they were finished and this was confirmed when they climbed off the bed and began dressing thanking me profusely. I stretched languorously, partially for effect (it has got several men back in the mood before now) but also because I had that cat got the cream feeling.When they left I lay there for a while; sated by two lonely old men and humming noiselessly in my head. On the TV, a mother who looked about 25 was telling her son’s friend who looked about the same age that her son was.