MaryAnn and I never discussed it but we sort of drifted into a sex no-fault understanding. As long as the kids weren’t affected we pretty much did a... we pleased. I should say MaryAnn did what she pleased, I was still faithful, and I guess I still believed in being faithful to marriage vows. A real cuckhold.I did get pissed one night when we were at the O’Club with the Maddens, a couple that lived down the street, in the Sigsbee Island housing area. They had a total open marriage and practiced. “Wow,” he said.“No shit. I guess he’s a fan. He wants me to do what I’ve been doing with NME. Wants me to bring all the stuff I’ve written about the Minneapolis scene that I haven’t had published. And he’s aware of Eddie. One of his staff caught the Richard Lloyd show.”“The article?”“Yes asshole. He says he’ll publish it. Even talked about a cover, but I very much doubt it. Putting an unknown on the cover of the Rolling Stone.”“We should get Caroline’s photos.”“Good idea.”“So .... We didn’t unpack for you in case the accommodations weren’t up to your specifications. The rooms are all made up, but there are plenty of others we could move you to if you have any special requests,” said Zola sweetly.Sam looked unsure of what she should say, but Violet broke the tension by asking, “Are the walls thicker here than in the Loft?”Zola smiled brightly. “Notably. The apartments are also architected to dampen sound between them. Your neighbors have to get really loud before you can. See if you can think up something fitting for me todo to you as a reward for letting you go."When his wife returned his leg was on fire. He knew he would do almostanything if she would free him. Then he saw what she was wheeling in."Oh no!" he thought. Surely she was not going to use that on him. Hecould not bear the thought but he knew as the pain in his leg grew worsehe would, in deed, beg her to violate him with the device."Remember this?" she asked. "Remember how you used it on me until.