I watched as she sidled in through the door hesitantly. Her face a mask of confusion. That was when I asked her "Why." I don't know Paul... I just som...times can't help myself. I get so horny, so needy for somebody else besides you. You are a wonderful lover. It is me, I have been like that since high school." Have you been doing that all the time since we got married?"She ducked her head in something that looked like shame and said softly, "Yes." Pack yourself a bag and get the fuck out. Go to. "Theyhave to." Maybe there is a way out of the cell?" Kyle asked.We discussed the possibilities of escape as the hours passed. Then we hada visitor. The large boy, that had shoved me out of the way at thefacility a week earlier (which now seemed like a lifetime ago) camestrolling in, with his shit-eating grin plastered to his face. He lookedlike the kind of guy who knew the whole world was made for him and hisenjoyment only."Well what do we have here?" he whistled. "Oh, you three are going. I just look at him but then I realise how it sounds. Why didI just ask him that? And why did I call this guy a babe?"Yeah, all the time sweetie. I love coming here. Especially when Im witha girl..." Dave says as I feel myself start to blush. Why is he havingthis effect on me? And why does he look so cute?"I think it's time for me to go...." I say as I finish off my pint andstart to get up but Dave it seems has other plans. I find myself stayingwhere I am as I wait for him to speak to me. I had proved that completely. I had also shown that normative behavior was completely remapped through the process.It wasn't that I had disproved anything in my thesis. I just was investigating the wrong thing.I did note that what I had investigated was not a cult, as much as it was a cabal organized and run mostly by women, for women, successfully taking advantages of the natural weaknesses of men.Cornie wrote back two days before I gave birth to Lily (7 lb, 3 oz.) that I had a microeconomic.