Well, there was that one time she had to put him in his place.“He has given a lot of his work to Jonson this last year. He was a little upset with h...w things went last Christmas party. I was wondering if you could spend the afternoon with him next week when he visits.”“Frank, I don’t think that would be appropriate.” What was he thinking?“Well, I have come into possession of some photographs and videos of you that make me think that you would be open to this.”Shit! He was part of ‘They’“Of. The more he thought about it he realized didn’t have much time to get any new information and his knowledge on the subject was limited. His leads were limited and didn’t get him far. By the time lunch came he was frustrated and behind her into reality. She had quite a bit of background on the problem she was being asked to work and didn’t know what else to do. He knew he wasn’t going to get any farther and decided a lunch break would be what he needed and almost instantaneously remembered his. He pushed my head forward, unlocked and removed the ball gag, putting it down, then raised the blindfold so I could see him. Then he kissed me…Interrogation: Sir“How did you come up with this crazy, outrageous scheme? And why, Marta? I’m not a superman, or a white knight, or a god. I’m just a messed-up guy who got really, really lucky – and knows it. Why would you want – insist on being my slave, and threaten me with suicide if I refused? That’s a crushing burden to place on anyone.”She looked. It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining, there was a nice breeze, just a couple of guys knocking back a couple of beers and playing golf. I was gone most of the morning and got home a little after 1:00 in the afternoon. When I walked into the house I was feeling great…I had a bit of a buzz going from the 6 pack I’d had on the golf course and I always feel good after a round of golf. I walked into the kitchen to grab another beer and saw my wife sitting at the table with an odd look on her.