Putting the blanket back around me I again started typing as fast as I could. It was perhaps an hour later I stopped. Looking around I saw that it wa... now dark. I also noticed that the temperature had started to plunge lower. Looking around I saw that Sheila had been busy herself. There were small piles of metal not far from the door. Looking closer I could swear that almost all the metal was Titanium! Sitting back with a sigh I saved the program and data that I had entered. A movement behind. .. My bass guitar, sketchbooks, and far too manyclothes...So, I guess, about now, you're asking 'why'? Well, it wasn't anythingdramatic. Not a huge argument with my parents, not a fight with an ex-partner... no, it was nothing more than the realisation of how wretched mylife had been.It was simple before that week... I worked night shifts as a cleaner, gothome, cracked a few beers as the sun rose, and lost myself in dreams of thebody I wanted. It was all simple, untill I took a weeks holiday. I. Did I really want to sell my ass? That would hurt for one thing, and how would I clean myself up after? My pussy had been messy enough after Pete had finished inside me, but back there? I knew guys liked that sort of thing, but I couldn't imagine why. How much was my asshole worth? And then I wondered, what the hell is wrong with me? Sitting on a bus, negotiating with some stranger about fucking me in the ass? There seemed to be something very wrong with that and I didn't feel too good about. We managed to keep our relationship alive during the college years by taking turns visiting one another on the weekends. After graduating Dan got his foot in the door at a multimillion-dollar computer company and quickly made his way up to CEO. Leaving me the opportunity to stay home and focus on the family we wanted to start after our honeymoon back in 1999. 13 years later no kids and I am still home tending to the household and taking care of Dan’s errands to the dry cleaners, tailors, and.