?We went up to their spare bedroom and Fiona turned to me and took a deepbreath.?Before I explain anything, I have to ask, do you trust me???With my l...fe,? I replied.?That won?t be necessary to prove, but I would like you to remove yourtrousers.?To say I was shocked at this request would be a considerableunderstatement, but, having been asked to establish the truth of myprevious statement, I undid my belt and slid them down my legs. Furtherto his instructions my shoes and socks were soon off. "Everyhing okay?" I asked wondering about the slamming door."It was one of those trips I've told you about," she started, "with an asshole captain and even worse co-pilot."I poured some wine and motioned for to sit down as I passed her the glass. "So what happened?" I inquired.She went on to explain how these two pilots were a pair of real chauvinist assholes who constantly hit on the all female flight attendants for the duration of a three-day trip. Not just onboard the plane, but in the hotel. You getto decide what makes you happy. Trying to live the way someone else wantsyou to live will just make you miserable. Yes, we make concessions in amarriage but we still have to be who we are, and if we can't do that thenwe aren't good for one another."They stood together for a moment."Are you happy, Carol?" Bill asked quietly, his voice cracked a bit infear of the answer he would get back."Yes." She smiled and wrapped her arms around him. "Mostly." Mostly?" he asked. "Why?" Oh, Bill." She. Once more I feel hesitant, unsure of myself, as I follow this prominent man to the door furthest from the elevator. As if sensing my discomfort, Mr. Callahan takes my hand and squeezes it reassuringly, helping me regain my equilibrium. At the door, he pauses, facing me. “When we enter here, I will worship you like no man has done before me. I will take you and pay homage to your womanhood. It will be intense and carnal; I can promise you’ll experience something that you’ve never experienced.