I need you to keep me sane in here." "I can't believe she thought you and I were going to have sex here!" I laughed, gripping his hand back. "Why?...What's wrong with that?" he asked in a candid tone. Guilt suddenly captivated me as I realized I just insulted him accidentally. "Have you seen my heart rates around you? If I wasn't hooked up to this crap, I would be over there! The fact is that we can't move and if we were to try that, we'd hurt ourselves more. Plus, you would agree that. Torture is not fun. Not for him that is. But I love it. And I’ve had many satisfied clients that crawl back to me for of the same the first woman said to my wife.My wife walked up to me and got in my face. You said you are willing to go through with it. Just so you know, I have had to agree to not interfere with Mistress Bitch. I don’t want to see you hurt but this is for the best. We are both going to grow with this. Then she kissed me and said “I Love You”. Then she looked over at Mistress. Six thousand? Damn what am I saying? Six thousand in just two weeks and damn, they are charging me almost twenty-five thousand dollars. I went ahead and threw on some clothes so I could head over to Susan’s. Maybe she could help me figure something out, I mean damn, she has a Gold Card too, maybe there’s a way to get them to remove the fees. I grabbed my bill, grabbed my car keys and headed out to my car. Pulling out of my parking lot I headed over to Main and turned right, watching the streets. Something you’d never forget.’ She rebutted, ‘I remembered! I…,’ but he cut her off. ‘Shh…It’s okay.’ He laughed. ‘Trust me, it’s alright. I know why our anniversary isn’t necessarily first and foremost on your mind.’ He made a motion towards an envelope lying on the bedspread. Before she even approached it, she just knew. She knew what was in that manila envelope. ‘Open it,’ he suggested. ‘No,’ she answered. As sense of foreboding gripped her. ‘Open it,’ he said in a more commanding voice. She.