Lia was out and around on my side almost before I could open my door. “So it’s my fault?” I sighed as I stood. “That’s not what I said, Lia....�� “But it’s what you meant.” “No. It isn’t. I was just stating facts. Whenever I bring up commitment, or even just relationships, you panic. You change the subject, or find some excuse to start a fight, and then because I love you, I drop it.” We entered the building and stepped into the elevator. I was dying to have this over with and go to bed. “I didn’t. “I’m so sorry. Please don’t leave me now. I can’t live without you right now.”I couldn’t help it. I was feeling more empowered and less emotional by the moment. Logic was my friend. Logic was on my side. I chuckled at her claim that she couldn’t live without me.“You lived nine days without me just fine.”Her sudden burst of anguish from the phone was palpable, and hurt me to the soul.“You have no idea!” she cried, now maybe more in anger.“Then give me an idea!” I barked back. “Talk. Communicate.. Get into these pink panties. And no complaining! Do it now! I did as I was told, feeling like an absolute idiot. A grey haired man in his fifties standing naked in the middle of his bedroom except for a pair of very lacy pink panties draped around his middle. Joan couldnt keep from giggling. Cute! she said. You look real cute in your little girl panties! I may just get you some other girlie clothes like a dress and some stockings to parade you around in you cute little thing. Please please. As it started to go down my throat I felt like I was going to puke. When it was down my throat it started to squirt a thick fluid that burned like acid. When it had stopped he pulled his tongue out and dropped me on the floor. I coughed and tried to force myself to puke up the fluid but it was too late. It felt like someone was stabbing knives into my shoulder blades. I tried not to scream, but then my eyes started to feel like someone was pouring acid into them. I started to scream, but my.