"The three friends sipped the second drink and talked back and forth. Josh told Red the story of meeting Johnny and how he'd taught Josh about the wil... country out west. "Many times what he taught me helped save my hide." Well ... didn't want no greenhorn's blood on my hands, don't you know," Johnny commented. Then more serious he continued, "You were a good learner Josh. Never too proud to learn or too stubborn to try something a different way than what you were used to. You always asked. And at the end of each day's shoot, she would go home, almost shaking with anticipation, trembling at the delicious thought of how she was going to enjoy herself, lost in the sensual memories and fantasies surrounding Emi.Her nightly routine was something like this.Barely dry after her bath, wrapped in a towel, she dimmed the lights and arranged her big mirror to face the large shag pile rug. With her pillow nearby, she knelt down in front of the mirror, closing her eyes to remember Emi's. ”Using the towel to wipe off the juice is for my body; Bob threw it on the shower curtain. She did the same thing with the other towel, then she grabbed the shower curtain and towels and took it to the laundry room. Bob assumes that she would do laundry tomorrow and put all the stuff away. They went into the kitchen and got some iced tea and cookies, sitting down naked at the table. They had all day as it was only 2 o’clock. Bob sat there quietly and watched her eat her cookies, watching crumbs. If I were there, wouldn’t it be nice? Particularly if that helpless woman were you?’ ‘Yes, but this beautiful woman got tied up because it’s a photo shoot.’ ‘I’d tie you up because you begged me to.’ Her eyes close and she’s lost in possibility. All the ways she could be brought to begging for this. And she would, she had no doubt. He says softly ‘That’s all you have to do, honey. Just…put me there.’ Her eyes close and she leans back against him. His voice is soft, but his arms get a little.