I buried my face into the pillow and tucked my hands underneath it. I heard him taking off his clothes. By the time he got close, he was wearing only ...is boxers.I closed my eyes and waited for him to make the next move. I smelled it before I felt it. It was the scent of perfume. He climbed onto the bed straddling me; I felt lotion being spread on my back. I felt his hands kneading the muscles in my back; I tensed up slightly at his touch. "Relax" was all he had to say. He spent a few more. "I think you're just a bit jealous of Sakura," I said after a light kiss on the lips."Yes, master, I am."I hesitated from the shock of her frankness, but then gave her a generous kiss before letting her go and turning the water on myself."Master?" she said uncertainly when I didn't resume the embrace we had been in right away."What is it, Nana? Tell me what you want. What _you_ want and not what you think I want," I said firmly standing before her without letting us touch.She opened her mouth. Will you try to understand why and not get pissed off right away?’ Warily, I nodded, wiping my eyes and tossing the towel on the counter. My makeup was a loss. Gretchen gave me a tender smile. ‘I love you.’ Then she slapped me. It wasn’t really hard, but it caught me completely off-guard. ‘Owwww! What the fuck?’ I asked, holding a hand to my stinging face. ‘Wife or not, nobody calls me a whore. Don’t ever do that again,’ she said firmly, pointing a well-manicured nail at my nose. The anger that. "Thanks. Wow, it would make a novel, wouldn't it?" she smiled. "Sounds like, you and Jack were really supportive of George. Which is what I would expect, of course. But, wow!"She was quiet for a while. Jody waited to see what was next."You know, Jody, I think I can understand it. Understand how it happened, between close friends. That's what I mean, without going off and doing what I've done, I know I couldn't possibly understand it, but,... today,... today I'm comfortable enough with myself.