Your friend here seems ignorant of your discoveries, so I thought it best to ask you directly."Finally he realised who it was who was speaking. "Capta...n Harper? Yes Captain Harper, Ben Harper. I thought I recognised you. You were on General MacArthur's staff in the Philippines. As I remember it you were his procurer — although pimp has such a nicer ring to it." His arms gripped by the men beside him, left him defenceless against the flurry of blows to his body and face."For you information I am. Isn’t he?”Gwen looked down and after a long, long pause said, “I suppose.”“Girlfriend, you can tell me,” I said supportively, “After all, you know everything about me now.”Gwen paused and then said, “Yes, Rob is the aggressor in the bedroom.”“Do you obey him?” I questioned.“Yes, I suppose I do.”“And it gets you off being submissive to him?”“Yes,” she blushed.“So you and I are not much different then. Only I like to be in charge usually. I like to make a woman go places she only dreamed about. I. ..if you don't like theway the house is kept, you should hit him now and then with the belt...I knowyou're old buddies, but now you know what Goblin's really like." I hung my head in shame as Doug laughed. "Yeah, maybeI'll get him to suck my dick, too...Take care, Steffi, you too, you pitifulpiece of shit." Doug left, laughing. I began to cry in earnest, feelingintense humiliation. Doug had already told the boys down at the MontgomeryGrill that I was a wimp...and now it would be worse! I. "You know Carl,Frankie's not a bad looking guy."***The following Sunday morning Frankie and Carl sat in their robes at thekitchen table and sipped at their coffees. They each waited for theother to say something. Carl finally spoke. "Well after all this timewe finally got our mission." Yeah, but we can't start it until...you know..." Yeah. Until I test my new equipment." Yeah."A moment of awkward silence ensued and Frankie said, "You know Carl,you can just tell Hathaway you did it. You don't.