I leant forward, palms flat to the table, and told the general, "Look, you don't have to like it, and you don't have to believe me. But the fact remai...s that I have no clue who I am or how I got here. You can bluster all you want and it's not going to change those facts."Elle straightened and walked up to the table, looking down at me expectantly. "Do you know where you are?"That one I could handle. "I'm somewhere at Cape Kennedy." How..." the general began, but I cut him off."Before I came. When we sat down in the last row in the balcony, I figured he was looking for a little touch and tickle session in the darkened theater. It was just like I figured and it didn't take me very long to have a very satisfactory orgasm. He was still short on getting his rocks off and it was a bit too compromising for me to fall to my knees in front of him to suck him off and the seats were far too narrow for such fooling around."Betty, you move down the row right in front and sit in the seat right. You look so beautiful, so innocent, I lay a blanket over you then leave the room.Quietly leaving, I had a mental list for shopping. The groceries were easy. Stopping at an ''adult store'' I picked out a toy for when we would be apart. Then off to the florist. Imagine that, all those beautiful choices and I went with roses. Returning, I cooked the meal I had planned in my head then set the table and lit candles. After the wine was poured and soft music selected I awakened you. Kneeling beside. ”“So it seems!” her voice was quieter now but hard and controlled.There was a long pause. I didn’t dare speak; anything I might say would almost certainly be wrong.“Still, you’re the Big Man now, you’re the Junior Partner,” Amanda eventually said bitterly. “Did you enjoy all the congratulations and back-slapping?”“How could I have done anything else?” I protested, trying weakly to defend myself.She ignored me completely, staring me angrily ahead as her voice became even colder.“You just stood.