‘We’ll figure out what we’re going to do about the house,’ she said. ‘I’m sorry, Mark. I’m really sorry.’ I leaned in towards her. �...Just one more kiss?’ I said. I knew it sounded pitiful when I said it but I thought if I could just kiss her one more time we’d feel that spark again and she’d love me again and like me again and whatever or whoever happened on this trip to leave her so certain she was done would just evaporate from her mind and we’d go back to being happy . . . or at least. He does not take the ropes off of them. He pulls my hands together and ties them in front of me, and then secures it around my waist. He then ties my feet together. He removes the tape gag. He kisses me. "You will stay tied like this the rest of the night. I will take you to the bathroom if you need to go. Other wise you are my captive. I am still teaching you patients." He pulls the covers over me and moves under the covers next to me. I lay there thinking about what is going on inside me. I. "What now?" Robbie asked."Check out Lake's coaching staff," I said nodding toward the first base dugout. She looked, and her eyes got wide."What's he doing here?" That was my question." I waited for Coach Calloway to come back. Okay, I didn't just wait, I pouted."Okay, here's the deal," the coach said when he came back. Ricky and the rest of the team had joined us on the bench. "Lake's coach, Bill Seguerra, is out for a week because of his appendix. Coach Rich is taking over." Why?" Robbie and. I knew he was just blurting out all his crap to see if it would get any kind of a rise out of me. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing for certain that he was getting to me.I drove straight back to the club where the two of us had first met earlier in the evening. Getting out of my car, the two of us decided to go back inside to see if there was any action to be had. We had to show the stamp on the back of our hands to get back in, but that was preferable to us having to pay.