"You did, though. You sounded like you were just reciting lines and weren't hearing my replies. I guess you weren't, were you?"Again she shook her hea.... Then she gave him a very small but very warm smile. "Thank you, Mr. Jackson, for the beautiful bathrobe. It feels so good against my skin. It's the very first clothing of my very own I've had since I was kicked out of the Navy. I'll pay you for it as soon as I can earn some money."Again Rick's heart turned over when she continued, "Of course,. Do youwant to leave or would you rather finish your work in the kitchen?"As I was not ready to give up on her, I sheepishly replied,"I'll go finish supper."Carrie smiled broadly, and went back to reading her paper as I wentback to the kitchen. I was totally confused now. Had I agreed to allthis by relinquishing my pants? Was it really that unreasonable forher to expect me to do domestic tasks for her? I know I had certainlyexpected it from my former girlfriends; Carrie had put it inperspective. But whilefully clothed (and in Anna's case, non aroused sexually), the effects oftheir unexpected changes were not readily apparent.John's unfinished Dubonnet was still on the end table and he picked itup and savoured a thoughtful sip. Likewise, Anna had located and wasimbibing her glass of Scotch, neat. Again it was Anna who spoke first."I hope you're feeling OK, John." Oh, yes," replied John. "I feel really good, actually. I must say Ihave no idea how on earth to explain what's happened to. The warm spittle hitting him directly across his nose. He growled a deep low growl at her. His hand again struck out, the slap leaving her cheek glowing red. Her eyes were wild, large and frightened yet he had gone beyond sense now. As his hand grabbed her hair, yanking and twisting it tightly. He pulled her, stumbling and sobbing to the bedroom. Throwing her across their bed.His lust and rage so powerful now, he felt he had left his body and was standing in the corner watching, as he ripped.