? You smile as I shiver and asoft moan escapes me.? You take me intothe kitchen then through a door that leads back to the foyer.? Unbinding my arms ...ou orderme to my hands and knees.? You climb thestaircase and motion for me to crawl after you.?At the top of the staircase you pause and wait for me to catch up thenyou walk down the hall past three doors stopping at the fourth one.? You open the door and I gasp at the room thatcomes into view.? Again dark colorspredominate, heavy curtains a. That memory made her smile. "Yes," she thought to herself, "Oh that glorious day!" It was the day Jason was 30 that she and Bob had met. Smiling at one of her favorite memories steadied her, Calmed her. Soon the memory of their 'First Christmas' as a married couple drifted into her mind.Bob was such a nut at times. They had oodles of money. More than should be allowed. But they had decided that Christmas gifts should be reasonable. No Rolex gold and diamond watches. No diamonds the size of. 3I awoke with a start 2 hours later and quickly looked around, he was sitting in the chair in just his boxer shorts watching the sport, I sighed as I rested my head back down on the pillow, it had not been a dream, I really was with him but I also realised that the wine contributed to my collapse but I felt totally rested, I also realised that I was in the bed as he had covered me up in bed , I curled up in the bed happy to be with him and watched him, he turned and looked at me then came. With no sign of anyone else, or Emily, he strode confidently into his bedroom and closed the door. The room was small, just big enough for a queen bed to fit in the middle with two tiny end tables on either side, nearly touching the walls. There was a big window on the right-hand side, some pictures of seascapes on the walls and a small closet in the left corner. Despite the glorious sunlight shining in through the thin curtains, it smelt musty - the humid air doing its work to the linens. Cam.