You should really start to trust my judgment. Talking about judgment,’ she pulled a few sheets of toilet paper off the roll and folded them, ‘I th...nk your infatuation with Jason was a case of bad judgment on your side. Lean back.’ I leant back, a bit miffed now. ‘What do you mean with bad judgment? He’s not that bad.’ ‘Not bad, my ass, he wouldn’t know how to treat a submissive if she lay at his feet with a manual. He’s a jock.’ ‘Submissive?’ I had come about that term a few times browsing. It was going to be a great afternoon.”He said, “I know, Sweetheart. We will make it up soon as you feel better. I asked them to give you something for the pain.”Unknown to me, Allen was watching and listening just outside the partially open curtain. Jacques bent over and kissed me passionately.I said, “NO! Jacques, Are you crazy? Not here!”Without saying a word, Allen pushed the curtain aside and stepped in. He looked at my swollen left foot which was iced and resting on pillows. It was purple. That’s how I think you’ll need to address me.” “Yes, Miss,” he replied without hesitation. I smiled, holding his gaze as I took a sip of my wine. “Now then,” I went on, “Why don’t you give me your coat?” He took it off and I hung it in the hall. “I suppose you must have enjoyed the time we spent together before.” “Y… yes, Miss. Very much.” “I thought as much.” I nodded. “And now, you’re back for more.” He nodded back. “This time, will you be a good boy? Will you do just as you’re told?” He. His table was on the patio where he could see the cars as they pulled into the restaurant parking lot. He waited for her and wondered what to expect. This had been the second time in a row that his wife had been late getting back from the office. Half an hour later, she finally walked through the door."Helen!" Chris looked into the parking lot. He wondered where she could be parked, since he had been watching the lot obsessively and hadn't seen her drive in."I'm sorry." Helen stood in the.