I just need to know that Lois is not in any danger,” I replied.“How about this, you do the job you are being paid for, and if you get into trouble...call. You might want us, if you confront Lois and her alleged boyfriend. Then we can legally get involved, and keep you out of trouble,” he suggested.“Sounds fair,” I said. What I had really done was give him a heads up that I was in town. Just in case someone called to complain about me asking questions.It took me asking at five hotels on the ocean. ”She’s right. It’s always been either the boat or the house. Or somewhere outdoors in proximity to either of those.Now I’m looking up at a blue-eyed redhead with a grin that I’d follow into the fires of hell, carrying a gas can.She dove onto me, straddling me.“Dinner’s gonna be VERY late,” I told her.She giggled. “Then this is just an appetizer. Do we need to change clothes?”“I doubt it. This is Houston. We don’t need to dress up. Not for that steakhouse.” I grabbed her butt in my hands. “Wait.. The blindfold fitted so well that I couldn't see anything, not even light or dark, the sides covered my ears, not intended to block out all sound, they just muffled everything, except there was nothing to muffle. I tugged at the chains holding the cuffs, not to get loose, just to check they were still there, my mind working overtime, perhaps it was a joke? Perhaps nothing would happen?I forced myself to relax, trying to stop my mind from racing. Little by little I felt my body relaxing as I. How could I dirty this beautiful woman, the mother of my children, knowing where I’d been and what I’d been doing?When I came home with my nipples and navel pierced, my usually mild-mannered wife hit the roof. She demanded to know what was going on—I told her I’d had one too many with the guys and gotten pierced on a dare. She told me to take the rings decorated my nipples and bellybutton out immediately. She was infuriated when I refused; how could I tell her that I was afraid of disobeying.