I didn’t attempt to cover myself and the man looked me up and down, said he was sorry, and left. When I got back to the changing room Jon was there...waiting. As I was drying my hair the 2 teenage girls from the sauna came in and saw me. I don’t think they saw Jon because they started taking their swimsuits off and drying themselves. One of them kept glancing at me as I faced them naked, drying my hair. Jon must have moved slightly or something, because one of them suddenly jumped and grabbed. We cheered and cheered. It had been brilliant.Then the band picked up their instruments again, and they gave us 'One of These Days' as the encore.Again, we cheered ourselves hoarse and clapped our hands until they were sore. Sian was able to whistle very loudly between two fingers, and I could see that Jen was highly envious!The crowd slowly thinned as the roadies appeared on stage and started to gather the equipment together, making it obvious that there would not be another encore.When we. She didn’t react much and went in. I just wanted to bury my face in the deepest hole. But the line had been crossed.From the next day, she started wearing a dupatta over her neck to cover her modesty. I got shattered. I knew it was because of me. Not only did I lose my day’s happiness, but also, I had degraded my image in her mind. I couldn’t face her. I felt lost. I wanted to apologize to her.But I felt it would be better if this matter just fades away by not talking about it at all. My heart. I had after all encouraged her to have sex with anyone she wanted and to take charge and dominate me sexually. She had taken to the role all to well and had taken total control of me. I begged her to take me back and i reassured her that i could could definitely deal with it. I was still a provider, father, house keeper and chef. I would be the one she came home to and lived with day to day. Andrei would provide the satisfaction in ways that i would never be able to. Everything would be fine..