Smith?" she said with another giggle."No," I said, shaking my head weakly."Ah, c'mon, of course you do. You want to so much. Everything else has worke... OK, right? Go ahead, you naughty man..." Have you ever done this before?" I asked, a vestige of parental concern and propriety making its presence felt for a bare instant."Nope. But I can just tell you want to, and it's fun!"I reached my hand out and touched one warm knee, then slowly slid my hand upward."My goodness you're excited! How can. You will love it so much that you will become my slave, baby. Women are the receiving sex and women want to submit to a dominant man. The shared animating impulse described by all these ideas is the innate compulsion of women to be desired. Desired so strongly that a man loses control of himself. Women are, by their very nature, irredeemably solipsistic, and this solipsism is a function of their genetic prime directive: to use their bodies and their beauty to capture the seed and the services. Almost every alternate month he used to take business trips to China.There he used to stay for 15-20 days at a time. Back then I did not know about his secret affair. This went on unnoticed for the next two years. Prashant continuously cheated on me with his girlfriend. Living with her, sleeping with her, having sex with her and whatnot.Prashant’s credit card bill was always very high every time he went to China. When asked he used to say, “China is very expensive.” All this time I was being a. He could feel her body stiffening.“You’d consent? You’d even think seriously about being my ... wife?”“I’ve wanted to be your wife ever since that cow Jane came into our house and said she was my mother. I’d have made a better wife for you then, and I was only ten. And then you chose Trudy to try to fill Mommy’s shoes. Phillip and I plotted ways to kill her, but we never could figure out a way that wouldn’t have gotten us caught.”Brad thought she was kidding, but couldn’t tell for sure. He.