She was more than excited. She was nearly delirious as she writhed beneath me. I had to tell her every little detail of my affair with my mother and D...lly, it seemed that every time we went to bed, she wanted to know something else, some lurid detail of our lovemaking that she thought I might have overlooked. I took my money from Tommy, and we moved into a big, rambling old house near the Serpentine river, that we bought at auction quite cheaply and the two of us worked all autumn and winter. ”“Yes, Tony. I’ll join you. I was getting pretty hungry.”It was a beautiful meal, but I was thankful we were eating at the breakfast bar instead of in the dining room. I think that would have been too much. Having Wendy naked beside me was distracting.It only took a few minutes to clean up the dishes and Wendy allowed me to help. For some reason, I felt like I was being given permission to do something that was her privilege alone. When we were finished, Wendy led me downstairs and undressed me. . er ... disappointed by always coming second."I am still wrestling with my thoughts and Jo senses I'm not finished. She pauses and I go on:"When I first came, well, I had no real idea what on earth was going to happen. I mean, how this whole experience could last two months but now I think two months is maybe not long enough ... And I also think that it's different if you are in a happy D/S relationship at home. The girls who are — I guess like Judy — are really lucky. Me? Well, I feel this. Bill yelled, "PUT DOWN YOUR GUN! YOU'RE UNDER ARREST! YOU'RE SURROUNDED! GIVE UP NOW!"There was a shout of, "YOU'LL NEVER GET ME!" and the attacker jumped up to run away. This was all the spectators needed—several men started shooting and the running man was hit several times in the chest and head. He was dead before either Bill or Eddy could get to him. There was also a lot of broken glass from stray bullets, but nobody worried about that at the time. Luckily, none of the bystanders had been.