The talk had been pretty shallow, with just enough lightness to avoid serious subjects. That seemed to suit him better than it did Manda. Her chuckles...turned into increasingly weaker smiles until he felt that his words seemed to be bouncing off a wall of silence. What started out as silly banter amongst friends, had become an uneasy, one-sided conversation riddled with silences."Sorry," he said, breaking off another lame anecdote. "I must be boring you."It shook her out of whatever funk she. It was Jess’s on the bedside table. The phone went into answerphone mode and played the callers voice into the room. ‘Hello darling it’s your loving hubby. I have set your phone up to play voicemail messages outloud in case you were wondering what was happening with your phone and if I’ve timed things right you should be in some slutty underwear, chained up on the bed playing the slave slut, in a hotel room with Slut Sadie taking your picture ! You see I read your pm’s on xhamster so know all. ”She nodded. “Thanks.”“If your people are by your car, should I admit that you’re here?”“Please don’t tell them. I want to become a decent person to you and learn something in the process.”“It seems you may have learned something already. See you later.”I left for church. On the way out, I pulled the tarp off and put it in the back of my truck neatly folded. I arrived at my church on time. It was abuzz with the news of the missing princess. I was asked what I might know. I said, “I didn’t watch. "Merde, I am late!"He swore and sprang to a sitting position. Leaning forward, he placed his face in his cupped hands."What a wonderfully amazing dream. It seemed so real! I have taken leave of my senses. How could I ever imagine that a woman as beautiful as Christine would ever consent to marriage with a..."His jumbled thoughts suddenly halted as he took note of his current state of undress."What the hell?" Erik? Mon amour, what ever are you doing? Come back in bed with me."The husky voice.