“My lady.” With elegant poise she nods in appreciation and walks slowly but purposefully to stand facing the cells only occupant shackled to the ...tone wall opposite. Her head angles back slightly to hear the slam of the cell gate as it is closed then locked behind her. “I shall be at the end of the corridor if you wish any assistance my lady,” comes the offer of comfort to the vulnerability the guard sees in the slight figure before him, “Out of site but close enough to be of service if. “That’s water under the bridge! I’m just happy to reconnect! I sometimes wish she had been my wife. Instead, I thrust myself into my work. I built an Internet Start Up in the 1990s and sold it for a hefty price but I would have given that all up for the love of a good woman like her. I know you say she was cruel but she was just testing me. I didn’t measure up back then,” Philbert said. He looked hurt and I finally felt sorry for him.Master told him that I was trying to change my ways and asked. He had been sitting in the closed car with Damon all day and hadn’t noticed any odor coming from him.He brushed his teeth and took a leak. He realized that when he had thrown stuff into his overnight bag he had been wearing his sweat pants and had forgotten to add them. He’d have to sleep in his briefs. It appeared Damon had intended to sleep in his all along. Guy wore the standard type of briefs whereas Damon’s were cut somewhere between standard and bikini.The room was neat and clean, but. She put her head down and hoped that Greg ignored her but, although married, Greg had an eye for the ladies and he looked at the attractive woman as they passed each other.Greg did a sort of double-take before saying, "Tony, Tony is that you?"Toni froze and could not respond even if she/he wanted to."Tony, it is you isn't it?" Insisted the confused Greg.Toni got her voice back and blurted, "Greg, please don't tell anyone," as she blushed as only a woman could."No, no, I won't tell anyone, you.