.." you whisper.I already did, that's why you're here now. It will be okay, you know we need to do this.Another strap goes around each ankle, pinning ...hem securely but comfortably against the legs of the chair, your bare feet now dangling several inches above the footrest. Each strap is pulled snug.Sit up, please. Yes, all the way at the back of the chair. Yes, just like that.A strap slides around you, low on your hips, and is pulled snug. It presses your buttocks down slightly, but mostly. The two of you would move in here, and would have one night a week together. Melissa and I would share that night together, but the other six nights, you will be with Melissa and Karen will be with me. Or we will all be together."I was stunned, I didn't know what to say."Your wife has agreed already," he said, "She has seen the tape I had made at the old drive in." I felt like someone had just shot me, as I slumped back in the chair, milling everything over in my mind. He was almost old enough. I was so worried when you two got so serious that Suzette would get hurt. I didn't stop to realize she was just as capable of hurting you. Then she did. In the worst way possible, too. I know you won't come to me if you need help. I don't think you'll go to Suzette either. You don't trust either of us to consider your feelings. But you can talk to Max (Suzette's father). He went through something similar when he was in his early 20s. I know he's wanted to talk to you about things, but it's not. “See me when it’s set up.” I turned to Josh. “The Cabinet named me Acting President until we figure out what is happening to President Bush. I won’t be using the Oval Office unless I get sworn in. Can you handle this? Step up to it?”Tears were streaming down his face, but he wiped them with a hand and nodded. “Yes, sir, it’s just ... yes, sir.”“Thank you, Josh. I need you to find out where the First Lady and the girls are, and where former President Bush and his wife are. I need to talk to.