What makes you think this is all right?" Hey man, chill. We're just having a little fun." I'm not talking to you; I'm talking to my wife. But if you w...nt to toss in your two cents, tell me why on earth you think this is okay. Is your wife going to think this is fun?" You leave her out of this." Fine. You leave my wife out of this." Bruce, you're making a scene." Yeah, what are you gonna do about it?" asked Howard.I didn't have a plan. I could easily pound him but that might land me in jail. I. .. but not for long, Heh Heh!I slid open the door and stepped inside.From here I could make out her pristine voice a lot clearer, it really was quite beautiful.There in the lounge room, I stripped down from head to toe and then I Greased myself up like a swimmer attempting an ocean crossing. When the last of the lard was rubbed in, I paused and took a few deep meditative breaths and then I strode towards the bathroom where I could still hear the sound of falling water accompanied by an. I was nearly in tears with frustration and fear. I finally asked her, “She doesn’t have her phone. Is there any way I can get ahold of her?”“Let me see what I can do. I’ll call you back in a little bit.”I gave her my phone number and told her thank you. I called my office and left a message that I had an emergency come up and would be in a little late. Then I sat watching my cell phone, willing it to ring. At least I was doing something, and it sounded like I had a friend willing to help. An. Fucking. Good. So. Fucking. Tight."One ... one minute..." Cassandra's voice was a plaintive gasp. Her jaw hung slack, and her cheek was pressed against the desk again. Like a fish out of water, her jaw opened and closed slowly as if she didn't even realize she was doing it. And her eyes had started wobbling in their sockets as my three strokes a second pounding was shaking her entire body.I watched her mouth open to try and count down the final seconds. She couldn't. Her voice was gone, she.