" He smiled at her.Then he changed the subject, "so you mean to tell me you don't recall anything at all? You don't remember who you are? Where you ar... from?" I... I don't... know who I am!" She screamed and started shaking her head and thrashing her arms about wildly. "I can't remember anything!"She tried hard to, but her mind was blank, she felt so frustrated."A bike?" she said, "something about the bike."The thought of the bicycle gave her an uneasy feeling. She thought she remembered. Bob was very polite and a real gentleman. I dreamed about being fucked by this man; but Bob seemed to pay more attention to other men than to women...One day at his office, he surprised me by asking if I was available to go with him to Chicago, for a conference and some meetings with clients.I thought it could be my chance to get something from that handsome man.I was being very well fucked on those days by my beloved husband; but still my arousal wanted to try my Boss…Victor laughed when I. "Don't let me bother you, dear wife." Honey, what's the matter? I'm not denying you anything, really. Stop that dressing and come here. Come on, please," she said."Tell me, Rona, what did he mean when he said that, "This time would be a lot better," I said. She paled. I knew then, right then, for sure. This was not the first time. She'd been doing him, but for how long."Huh? I don't know what you're talking about," she lied. "Just come here and let me make it right by you, okay?"I continued to. Oh, and don’t forget to order yourself a picnic for tomorrow. I recommend the ham sandwiches. He cures his own and they don’t have to be refrigerated. So, you can take them when you go to the beach tomorrow. I’ll put them in the frig here tonight. Oh, and don’t forget the iced tea. Oh, never mind. I’ll call Sam for you. You can just put it on your bill here.”With that, Patricia was set for evening. When the rib dinner was delivered, it was even better than Mildred had described. After dinner,.