I haven’t wanted anyone else. It’s been torture watching you and Angie try to save your marriage. I’m sorry it didn’t work.”I said, “I don...��t here an answer?”She said, “To what?”“I asked you to marry me on the plane coming back from Las Vegas. You hem-hawed around. I never got a firm answer.”Ellen jumped into my arms.“YES!, Jim. Oh My God, YES, Baby, I’ll marry you!”Two months later, we were married in a small but nice ceremony in a country church since it was Ellen’s first marriage. Our. She was so out of itfrom her own multiple climaxes, I was afraid she might smash herface on the tile wall. I got my arms around her hips as she beganto slide downward, and I slid with her, both of us panting loudly.Her ass was pressed against my groin and she was still impaled onmy cock. We somehow landed on the bottom of the shower stallwithout hurting ourselves. She was face-down with her cheekcushioned on her wrist, gulping the hot, steamy air. I was lying ontop of her, also struggling to. Before that, however, we need to talk about The Room.”I could hear the capital letters in her voice.“I enjoyed this afternoon, but if you ever want to do it again,” she said, alluding to the cuffs and other bondage paraphernalia, “we need to have a safe word.”“Huh?”“A safe word,” she explained patiently. “For when I really, really mean let me loose, or stop what you’re doing.” She thought for a moment. “If I ever say ‘potato,’ then I really mean stop and listen to me.”“That’s okay,” I said. “It. We discussed the problem of what to do with Joe White and Jack Hadley. We agreed that we would keep Joe in the bunkhouse and continue to treat him well while his bones healed. Juan said that he would try to find some way to hire Joe when he was cured, but it might be a make-work job. Jane and I agreed to do it anyway and give the kid a chance.We just didn't know what to do about Hadley. Jane and I hated to just turn him loose on the world after he was cured, but we couldn't bring ourselves to.