It's really amazing. As I saw you walking through the door, I immediately knew that you would love a new piece of art I got last week. It's in this ro...m. Now, I think I would love to see the delighted look on your face. And to make it even more exciting for you, you could feel it first for 10 seconds or so, to try and figure out what it could be. Well, it's kind of a sculpture! Okay, ready? I'll take your handbag for a moment so that your hands are free. All right, close your eyes, I'll lead. She wandered into the kitchen and pulled a cigarette out of the pack, lit it, and walked into the bathroom. Her head was spinning a little, she had planned to "turn the boys straight," but she kind of liked them the way they were at this point, free of labels and certainly free of any kind of boundaries. She walked back into the living room after going to the bathroom and, walking through a cloud of her own exhaled smoke, she walked into the living room to see the two boys making out on the. ' 'Its not what you want but what you need' I replied authoritatively. Thiswas getting me quite excited and I now wanted to push the issue.Steve tried another tack 'Can't we do something else?' he enquired.'The other things we've discussed you enjoy and I even think you enjoybeing restrained. This will definitely do what you've said you want, forme to be in charge and in control particularly of our sex life.'We discussed things further and at each new proposal we discussed Stevebacked down. Have you seen your scars?”“Ugh, yeah; don’t remind me.” I wasn’t sure what my impressive collection of ugly scars had to do with Judaism, but I suddenly hated that she was exposed to them every time she saw me. Funny, but it hadn’t mattered to me at all until that moment.“Not all of your scars, just your lightning burns on your shoulder and ankle. I was looking at the one on your ankle just now, which is why I asked.”“My ankle? My ankle looks Jewish?”She laughed again. “It does now. Your scar –.