It had hurt him that he had notheard her say 'I love you' in a while. He was not going to admit it forfear she might use it against him. She had been ...sing the withholdingof those words as a weapon against him.She tried to reassures him by responding, "You know that I do."He could not hold in his anger anymore; she was coming over as beingnonchalant to him and he had to let some of the pent up rage come out."Don't tell me what I know! How should I know you love me? Is it fromhow you've treated. Sometimes He goes to her house before she arrives home. He watches as her husband Eric brings other young girls to their apartment, he watches as Eric fucks them on their bed while she is at work. He quickly learns Brandi and Eric’s everyday routines, and plans the perfect time to find out how that sweet 18 year old body tastes. He observes Eric and Brandi’s relationship. He notices Eric seems to have no respect for her, and she seems to not care or notice it. She is completely in love. "She said nothing. Why was she not saying anything?She WAS a hopeless romantic: moonlit dinner with champagne, red roses, all those standard stuff you see in the movies, not chains and dominance, not at all!“I understand, Mr. White. I deserve a…a…a..."“A what, Faye?”“A...fair punishment,” she finally managed to say in a weak voice. She was trembling inside. She gasped when a soft but very audible slap landed on her behind.“Was that a fair punishment, Faye?"“No, sir.”“Well, either this is. I said that I was pretty much in the same boat and joked that we could be “bored together.” About fifteen minutes into our conversation I said that I was considering heading out her direction to get a bite to eat and inquired if she was interested in joining me. She said that she needed to shower and so we agreed on a time to meet at the restaurant. The place we went was out near the edge of town and had a hotel and beautiful grounds where guests could just stroll around. During the drive over.