.. but he usually did most of the talking himself... surmising that the marriage wasn't working out, and encouraging Tricia to doubt that it ever woul...."What I'd like," she said..." is someone like... well, like Daddy! Or even Jamie..." she added, looking up at Susan. She looked away quickly. Susan had been looking at her so strangely! It made her feel funny... as though she should cover herself up. But she thought that would be silly... so she remained in her position."Jamie??" Susan said,. Sam likes ceremony. She asked me, some time ago if I would accept her collar. By the time she did this I was in no doubt what it meant: total obedience. There would be no compromise and failure on my part would be dealt with severely. I think I mentioned that although she allowed, rather liked in fact, me to fuck Dee who was single and a close friend, if I ever did so without her prior knowledge and approval she had her whip waiting. Believe me, she knows exactly how to use it. She never even. They provided free drinks and I took too many shots…Later that black man Parker saw us playing blackjack and joined us sitting next to my sweet wife. He gave her constant tips on her hand which I did not mind too much…We gambled for three hours with Ana mostly winning with Parker’s help. Past midnight Ana and I said goodbye to Parker and headed to our room.Once there I undressed; flopped on my single bed and felt the room just spinning. I remember Ana covering me up before passing out…A short. I refresh his gin and tonic and pour myself a large one too. Experience tells me I am going to need it. I can feel him waiting. Back in the room I sit on the sofa opposite. I know better than to go to him just yet. I know what he wants to see. I will wait for the sign to begin. I lean forward and gulp deep on my gin, the fluid warming me, numbing me to the proceedings ahead? Dutch courage? Not really? I have been here many times before. Why does he excite me so much, when all I feel is “dirty”?.