It would be worth the cost if she was caught.Brenda arrived five minutes early and found Jeff sitting at a small table in the bar. He had already take... the liberty of ordering her drink. She was so nervous her hands trembled as she sat down.Sensing her apprehension, Jeff placed his hand on hers to reassure her.Although Brenda had not fully explained her current situation, she had told Jeff she was involved with another man. Brenda refused to divulge too much information. In fact, not even her. Damn... why did we ever come here! I was right at the beginning... why didn't I just stick with it? He winced as the memory of how Kate yelled and begged him to stop sodomizing her so brutally came back to him.God, was he crazy or something, treating her like that? And all for what... It was true what she had said, he had been out fucking the little French bitch... not paying any attention to her... If she saw them like she said no wonder she had gone off the deep end. Old Dagon was probably. “No, keep the shoes on.” She looks a little lost. “But, Mr. Wallace, they’ll get wet. Why do I need to wear high heels for a sponge bath?” I gently hold her chin in my hand. “Because the guy whose dream this is wants it that way.” The nurse nods meekly. “Well, you have a point there.” She then steps into the tub and turns the water on. I take the sponge from the counter and wet it thoroughly, then I squirt some liquid soap on. I begin to run the sponge all over her naked body, from her. She wouldn't be able to sleep after that. I finished going through my email and just as I started on a report for work I saw that familiar Skype bubble in the corner, “Pocketkitty” was online. Chris: So you ready to explain this? Pocketkitty: You didn't have to wake me up like that, I Just want you to be happy Chris: I am happy, I'm always happy Pocketkitty: Yeah well now you'll be even happier! Chris: Well how am I supposed to go around meeting women when I have your name? Pocketkitty: No.