But, after my encounter with ... Xavier? Yes, Xavier ... my normal standards no longer apply. What do you think?"Shrugging, Helen turned back to lift ...er foot onto the raised walkway and called over her shoulder."I think we need to make haste. If we find a means to quicken our journey whilst we walk, I shall certainly feel no qualms in availing myself of it. But I see no benefit in speculation. We simply waste time." Her rapid stride faltered and her abrupt halt startled her companion. Helen. The conversation was easy and light. Louise was enjoying a leisurely Saturday morning. It felt so good to be in the midst of friends, naked and contented after a night of lovemaking. ‘Louise, Jeremy and I have a confession to make,’ Bonnie said, her expression a little serious, her voice a little tentative. ‘What would that be?’ Louise said. ‘Well, we sort of planned our little scene last night. Jeremy had said several weeks ago that you looked a bit lonely.’ ‘We thought it might be a way to. I tried to collect my thoughts. The idea of dealing with my wife like this and beating her certainly appealed a great deal. I was not angry, though, and I approached the scene with a sense of efficiency, as if I had a routine task to perform. Strangely, I did not even feel really aroused, though the thought of turning her arse dark red, and hearing her cries and pleading, was certainly something I relished.As I entered the bedroom Suzy was kneeling on the bed as instructed. She was facing the. “You thought I didn’t know, but I knew you were done long before you did.”“Really?” I said, surprised.“You know, she was over here at the house,” Stacy said. “Mrs. McKinnon. She was over here.”“How many times?” I asked, growing angry and curious despite myself. I could still feel that pain, after all.“Does it matter?” Stacy asked, looking me in the eye.“Yeah, it kinda does,” I said. “One of the reasons I was so extreme with my demands was to protect you.”“Me? From mom?“ Stacy let go of my hand.