Even Sia’s excitement at the prospect of being home for the full week with no classes - Dr. Anston’s orders - couldn’t lift me out of the doldru...s.She also continued to concern me. At lunch, as I prepared ham and Swiss cheese sandwiches, she sniffed the ham and announced, “The ham smells hinky, Dad. I don’t want any. Do we have Bologna?” She had sworn off Bologna at nine years old. When I prepared an Alfredo pasta - delicious creamy, garlicky sauce tossed in fettuccine - she leaned over the. " Ken started to stand up, then added, "Can youbring into the living room, Cathy? I want to catch Jeopardy tonight.Oh, and I also want to show you what I got at the comic shop on the wayhome today." He headed straight for his briefcase.Meanwhile, as Cathy was opening up the freezer door, she thought, 'Howcan somebody as serious as Ken be so involved with comic books?' Sheasked herself that every time he mentioned the books, but figured itwasn't an activity that could get her husband in. "Master, can Julie watch us play sometime?" she asked. Julie, I knew, was one of My girls' best friends and the two of them were quite close. They had been best friends for a long time, meeting shortly after she had moved here from South Dakota. "Julie wants to watch us in a session?" I asked again, just to clarify things. "Yes, Master. She has been curious for awhile now, asking me questions about BDSM and our life. I told her that she should come and watch us one of these days," she said. "I. I like this so much that I continue to bear with it and see how far she can control and she knows what’s on my mind.She gets up, comes close to me, leans in to my face and says, ” let me thank you for the dinner” and seals her lips on mine as I pick her up and put her on the table. Her hands are playing with my hair and neck and pushing it on her lips more and her legs locking my hips from the back as I move my hand to pull on her hair and kiss her more with my other hand grabbing her tight.