His tongue lapped at her saline tang. The room spun. They fell back on the creaking bed, and it gave like a boat on the ocean. Something else shifted....The air was too warm. He was rocking, but his body was not moving, and his cheek pressed against something hard. His eyes fluttered open. He was at sea. Apparently he had fallen asleep in the late afternoon sun. The waves made a rustling noise, like amplified silk. Another noise twitched somewhere, higher in pitch. It was like the cry of. When I start, he tells me I’m crazy, or not seeing things as they really are, or my mind is making up stories. He means it, too. It’s been that way for a couple of years. We started dating and were hot and heavy even when we got married, but all that quickly cooled to what we are today. Some days I wonder whether Brian is having an affair, but then I realize he’s just at work all the time with his head down doing his job. Like your Dave, he’s a geeky engineer. If I raised the subject, he’d tell. Once Johnathan, one of my submissive males had been so bold as to ask her to court him. Lucky for him she politely refused or I might have had to kill and make an example of him. After that incident it was made clear to them all that she was mine. Her face looked questioning and i realized i had been staring into space and she just realized i wasnt really all there. Sorry, what were you saying? I asked Oh, I just was asking how much it cost so i can pitch in she replied now distracted by the. Well it wasn’t a no. I went straight from talking to Tina to her bloke and casually asked what shifts was he working next week, as I had some pats to drop off at his. “afternoons, all fucking week”, he said. Brilliant. Tina worked in the little chef and I knew she had the morning shift so that meant I had all afternoon to call around and do some gardening. So on the Wednesday I called. I timed it just right. Tina had only just got in from work. She was still dressed in her little chef uniform..