“Now Tiffany , I am going to lock the door of the cage , but you stay outside of it. When the heavy steel door is locked , I want you to test that t...o , to see if it can be opened or forced in any way”.I did that and the door was indeed fully secure. I realised that once that door was locked and somebody was inside , there was no way that they could escape.“Any way”, he said “that is all for when you have got to know me better , for when you have built trust in me and you can experiment with. As she did this she was pleased to see her bright red nail polish matched the lipstick perfectly.Michele applied another coat of pale face powder and reached for the wig she had selected earlier. The wig was a jet-black short bob; she adjusted it in place and fiddled with the fringe so that it was in a perfectly straight line across her forehead coming down to just over her eyebrows. She gave it a final combing; the sides of her hair extended along her cheeks and angled up; the hair at the back. But one fine day I got a mail from a lady called Sarika (name changed). So I replied through a mail for 2days after we exchange the number then we talk through phone for another 2days then this turn to an sex talking through a phone then finally she arrange a day in her home so she give me an home address and she told me to reach at 11amThen I wake up early and got fresh up and I got more excitement to see her and I reached her home at 11am then I rang the bell she opened the door with smiling. And I know that our new life is only just beginning. Please Lucy, my little girl. Just let it happen and we can all be happy."The tears continued to run down my face. She was still my wife. She still loved me and I still loved her. It seemed to me as if I was making the ultimate sacrifice for her. I had never let her down before and I could not now. But could I really do this. Sandra and Derek were our friends but they were not laughing. They were just waiting.I sat down on the floor in front.