I can’t explain it but that’s life, I guess. I am snapped out of my reverie by Nancy’s voice.She steps out of the bathroom, and smiles. She’s ...sually in a good mood after showering. She dries herself up, then starts to get dressed. My wife is a lovely woman. She looks really good in a silver business suit. I just wish she’d stop wearing those Granny panties! I step out of the bedroom, and head to the living room. I turn on the TV. They’re giving a Battlestar Galactica marathon on the Sci-Fi. I looked beside me and he wasn't there in bed beside me. I knew what he wanted and I knew it would be foolish to resist.I stuttered past the fear in my throat, "Master?" I couldn't feel him or hear him and the room felt dark and closed in. He liked to keep me in the dark. He had left me here again to make me beg for him. Just that night he told me that my treat was that I could sleep in bed with him instead of on my cold hard cot. He had never tied me up in the dark before, knowing it would. "Oh shit... "I moaned, considering the fullimplications of my transformation for the first time. Up to that pointI had deliberately set aside any thoughts of sex, but Karen had cut tothe heart of the matter, and I was both terrified and humiliated atonce.Karen sat down beside me and put her arm around my shoulders. "I knowit's a lot to absorb," but we have to face the new reality we're in,"she said softly. "I have almost two months of birth control pills, andI really think you should start. She wanted to cover her trail in case someone told me so she made up this story. I ask he did not try and play with your tits and she said no. I think they used the shirts to lie on ground and fuck. I may never know she is 60 now and so one day I ask her if bobby was the only one she screwed and a yes are no answer is all I wanted. She walked off to bathroom and again asks her and she turned around in a very loud and angry voice and said yes. I told her I got an email form a gut who said they.