They have rules that everyone has to follow." Her attitude appears to soften a little as her empathy starts to kick in, remembering what it was like f...r her when she started living the lifestyle. "I mean, there are options for those that are newer, but ultimately everyone is expected to abide by the rules eventually. If they want to continue to live here that is, at least." Her arms uncross and she gestures towards a doorway leading out of the foyer you're in. "There's everything you should. I wanted a man to control me, order me around, punish me. In his last email before I met him, he sent me simple instructions on what to wear and how to act. He said:"Several things. 1) Wear a button down shirt, shorts, no underwear, and flip flops. 2) When you come over, approach the door with your head down, hands behind your back. 3) Do not masturbate unless I tell you to."Two days later, I came to his apartment in the city, exactly as he said. He opened the door, telling me to close my eyes.. I’ve been married for twenty years,” Charlie said.“Do the kids get into any trouble?” Titus asked.“No,” Charlie answered. “They’re good kids. They make As and Bs in school.”“Things are good with your wife?”“Yes,” Charlie answered.“How about in the bedroom,” Titus asked.Looking around a little nervously, Charlie answered, “We have sex twice a week.”“Anything kinky?” Titus asked.“No,” Charlie answered. “We’re strictly vanilla.”Titus asked, “Where did you go for your last vacation?”“We went to Rat. Oh, I don’t have an adamantium skeleton or grow nine feet tall and turn green. I’m a very normal 30ish guy, medium height, thick muscular build. I have short brown hair and a neatly trimmed goatee. It would be more colorful if I could tell you that I was bathed in gamma radiation, or bitten by a bio-engineered spider. Heck, even my mother doing lots of illicit drugs during pregnancy would be something of a story. The truth is I don’t know why I’m a mutant, but my theory is that I’m an example.