She called to me that she was goingto freshen up and change. Unbeknownst to me, she had also poppeddownstairs to the laundry room to grab some towels....She would havesmelled the cigarette I had smoked when I got home. I should have goneoutside, dammit!When she came to the dinning room she told me to take the sucker out ofmy mouth and stand before her."Did I smell smoke in the basement room sissy," she demanded?"Yes Mistress, I admit I did slip up when I got home and had one." Is that all you. The moment my girlfriends inevitably got cranky, bitchy and demanding I would remember I had a remedy living just ten minutes away and she would take me back as if I hadn’t been gone. At first I felt kind of weird about using her like that, even tried being nicer to her until I understood she wanted and needed exactly what I gave her, a man that would keep her at arm’s length even while she was in his arms. She wasn’t one for relationships and love, more one for trust and sex and giving as much. ?With that, I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and let him go.The room was an old storage rooms for PE equipment. There were balls, ropes, mats, cones, and all sorts of other play tools heaped around haphazardly. High up on one wall was a small window that overlooked the stage. We both peeked out of it, then cleared a spot for ourselves by rearranging a couple of thick mats. Doug pulled over a small bench, and then stood awkwardly, looking at me.?Uh? what now??He was *so* cute! As. Such harassment is certainly not good for business." I don't know if I do have any gray paint in the storeroom. Let me check. It will only take a minute."She returned in a few minutes with a sad look. "No, I couldn't find any paint of any sort. I'll get some tomorrow and have somebody paint the door lintel gray. That should be enough to tell anybody that I have your protection. Oh, dear sir, you can't know how much I appreciate what you are doing for me." It is our pleasure to help. Oh, what is.