So I will release you and leave when you are ready, dress and come out,and we will go from there, one word of warning, YOU ARE NOT IN A POSITIONTO COM...LAIN, so think hard.You are free, do not move until I leave.Right Ladies and Gentlemen, let us sit wait watch and listen as I switchon the monitors.Someone is playing a cruel game with me I thought, but now I could move Ifelt very strange and much of me ached, but what choice did I have but todo what I was told.As I began to sit, my backdise. They too bore the burnt inscription of female names on their left buttocks.Such displays were little to be seen anymore but during the Reckoning – when men who had been abuse or ?dominant? toward women were being condemned and executed multitudes at a time – their ?widows? or other female victims often asked for the males' carcasses, preserved in these postures. It was as though their dead, stuffed tormentors eternally waiting to receive anal sexual penetration or corporal punishment. To the. We started walking to Julie's car, when I hear, "Hey Babe!" I look overto see Matt's truck parked at the near the entrance of the building.Obviously, he'd been waiting for me to come out."Excuse me, I need to go to talk to him," I told Julie, and walked overto Matt's truck. "What are you doing here?" I asked Matt."It's such a great day, I wanted to take you out for lunch." You could have texted me and asked." I wanted to surprise you. So, you want to go get something to eat?" Just eat?" I. “I don’t know.” I said as I chose my next words carefully. “I just think that he needs a boost, something to make him feel good about himself, make him feel like a man again.”“Okay...” my husband said as he studied me.“I mean, it’s just a thought...” I felt my insides tightening and my body getting hot with fear and nervousness thinking about how my husband would react to my next words. “I was just thinking that maybe ... I could do something for him. I mean ... only if you ... if you think.