A few minutes later she emerged and I nearly fell over and the look on my face must have said it all. “Something for you now?” she said, standing ...n front of me in a tiny black thong and bra. I know what I’d like to have said, but it was more than my job was worth and I told her as much. “So who employs you?” I told her and she asked who paid them which was obviously, if indirectly, her. “So, you work for me so it’s more than your jobs worth not to do as I ask; right?” I nodded, not really know. You want your husband or wife for intimate moments, for support, for sharing things in life. You don't want him or her to dominate you or to submit to you. I am not very old fashioned, you see, when it comes to relationships, I am rather for equality between partners. It is necessary for a person self-esteem. Yet, you are going to say, I always write about domination and submission in my stories. That is because for me that is just another sport. Something you do with someone in a particular. As predicted, she lookedamazing. At the minute, it would need taking in a bit, but that couldwait until a couple of weeks before the wedding. We had months to goyet. We both agreed that the mermaid section of the skirt needed toflare out more and that the train needed to be longer. We were having aglass of wine afterwards when my business phone rang. A bit late Ithought, but I'm not one to turn down business."Hello "Elegance by Sophie" Sophie speaking," in my sing song voiceagain."Hello." It. Um ... I guess...” I looked around at my family and they all looked a little worried about what I’d say. Francie and Em reached under the table to squeeze my leg. “I guess everyone should know that I’ve decided to live. That ... That’s all.” Mom looked relieved. Em and Pey smiled at me. Dad nodded. Francie let her hand drift north from my leg and gave another part of me a squeeze.Dad clicked off his recorder. “Good, now, let’s look at some birthday gifts!”I was relieved that the birthday.