With a great flop, he dropped down onto the far end of the sofa from her…just inches from her toes. “Soooo?!?” he hissed at her with wide, expec...ant eyes. Angie sat upright and downed the last bite of her cake thingie. She swung her legs off the couch and scooted down to sit beside him where they could talk quietly. “He’s been staring at me all day,” she whispered to him. “But other than that, he hasn’t really done much. But I think he popped wood when I first walked out this morning.” Mark. Women dressed in brightly coloured gowns and men smartly attired in suits. “This certainly is a popular place for weddings and graduation parties,” Abby observed.The long corridor ended at double French doors that offered entrance to a huge semi-circle shaped balcony. The panoramic view revealed a lush green space of trees and gardens in every direction. Quinte Bay and the coastline of Lake Ontario painted the horizon. The twinkle of street lights shone with the early setting pink sun. They. She could notdo anything but laugh at the moment. The laughter was not directed ather husband, but that she was relieved that he was faithful to her.At that moment Mike felt so much shame about who he was. The man whowasn't a male felt he deserved the humiliation of his wife's laughterbeing aimed at him. To his credit, he was strong enough to keep onlooking at his wife in her eyes.Tiffany saw the pain on her man's face and knew it was from him thinkingher laughter was ridicule about how he was. But inside me, something clicked. Maybe a nudge ofsomething long dormant?I wondered what the future of the bar was. Would real people who wereinto dominance and submission show up here, or would it be just for thecurious? Hey, real mistresses need a place to go to blow off steam, too.I looked around. Very inventive. There were shackles on the wall. Therewere three restrooms: Men, women, and sissies. There were rubber paddlesfor sale. There was a booth that sold t-shirts, black ones that said.