I sure did, I said as I sat down at the kitchen table. Im sorry about what happened after, she said. Its been so long since a mans slept in my bed I d...dnt know how to act. No worries, I said as I started eating a wonderful home cooked meal. Heather, hurry up your breakfast will get cold, she yelled as joined me at the table. As we made small talk her daughter ran into the kitchen and sat down. It then got weirdly quiet. Heather wasnt as talkative as she was the night before. She asked her mom. The good ones, the bad ones, and everything in between. I listened each and every song and cried the entire time. He even included my voice in several of his tracks. I'm flattered, but also pissed... why now? After so long, why is he dredging all of this up? Is he doing this just to fuck with me?Well, it's working. After nearly an hour of his songs taking me for a ride on an emotional roller coaster, I miss him. I miss his raspy voice, his mop of curly hair, the smell of his Gucci cologne. I. He was hungry and the kitchen brought some soup and a light sandwich. Lisa Marie was on duty. She put down her tatting to feed him until Betsy came in. She took over duties and fed her husband and comforted her sister-wife. Lisa Marie went back up to the suite.Waite had purchased the shed from the liveryman. He boarded it up. As far as anyone knew it was a deserted shed. He paid a deputy marshal by the name of Jim Kirklin to be locked in. Another deputy was in charge of bringing food. Waite. “And look at this? It’s like he’s drooling snot or something all over them. It’s disgusting!”An image of their son masturbating into the DD cups flashed into his head. He grimaced, “Yea, that’s gross.”Dressed for work, Lisa quickly washed her bra in the sink and hung it in the laundry room. Now, with purse in hand, Lisa leaned over and kissed her husband on the cheek. “I’ll see you Monday then. Call me when you get to your hotel tonight.”Ben barely looked up, “Yea.” His taxi wouldn’t be here.