But they didn’t. Except for sex, I was included in everything, even their love. How do you deal with a change like that? Stacey and I had been still...very active sexually with each other. Now, for me, all of a sudden there was nothing. I’d only ever been with Stacey in my life. To be truthful, I never really wanted to be with anyone else, though like any male I’d had fantasies. I suppose it was time to act out my fantasies. I didn’t want to. Really, I just wanted Stacey back, but I knew that. He pulled Makena into his arms, giving her a quick peck on the lips. ‘You are wonderful, thank you for doing this.’ Makena’s skin darkened with her blush. ‘Not in front of Anna….’ She murmured softly. Taking one arm from around her, Marcus reached into his wallet and got out a credit card. He slipped it into the pocket of Makena’s jean jacket. ‘This has a $1000 limit on it. Spend whatever you need for Anna, and get whatever you want too. I don’t wanna hear it Makena.’ He said, as she started to. ”“Me?”“That brief talk about talking to the Press. Plus all the stuff that came before it. You know, the real you coming out of your shell.”“Who did you fuck?” she laughed.“Nobody,” I laughed. “In fact, part of it was NOT fucking someone. It’s a long story.”“You’ll have to tell me sometime. Thanks for the check!”“You’re welcome.”I realized that my new attitude and outlook were actually enjoyable. Being forceful and taking charge felt good. But I had to keep watch so as not to let it go to my. I've mentioned this fantasy to Pam, and much to my surprise it turned her on at least as much as it does me. She even tried to force the issue, sitting on my face and trying to make me lick her clean. I went into a sort of panic, almost bit her to get her off me, and she decided that wasn't going to work.I thought that was the end of it, but then one day she came home from work all flushed and excited, pulled off her clothes right there in the living room, and said, "I need you to eat me, right.