’ His eyes widened a bit with curiosity then he encouraged, ‘Please, do tell me why I write them and you read them. I would love to hear your opin...on.’ She grabbed her glass of wine and took a swallow then answered, ‘You write them because you’re obviously into their content.’ He approved of her suggestion, knew immediately she basically confessed she too was involved with the fetishes he erotically wrote about. He immediately stated, ‘Then you too are into their content.’ She took another sip. .. don'tknow how long I can take this ..." Then he sighed, and crawled into hisbed.Eventually, he fell asleep.The next morning, he went through his routine while trying to avoidlooking at his reflection, because every time he did, it was so ...dislocating he could hardly stand it."I gotta find an answer soon." He thought to himself as he rushedthrough breakfast before walking out the door.Unfortunately, he knew he would have to get through his first class ofthe day, History of Western. "Bail out?" Come on now we got to get up in the" burp "air before it starts snowing." Snowing?" What the fuck is he talking about as he looked up to see a nice clear blue sky.Cash climbed up on the plane and got in the cockpit and began looking around inside the cockpit, like he was looking for something.Nervously as he got into the other cockpit he asked, "Looking for something?" Yeah, the stick! Where's the fucking" burp "stick? How can I fly the plane without a fucking stick!"As Patrick sat. I don’t know, birdwatching.The highlight, besides spa treatments, would be the birthday dinner at the fancy place — called, oddly, 88 at The Elms.I’d cleared everything with Vanessa and Lina; the rest of the celebrants would be surprised.The food ... well I’d just finished dinner at the 88 and it was pretty good. Restaurants like Euforia and BEAR’s have spoiled me, but we’ll soldier through. I had mistakenly ordered the pan-fried sea bass. But that was a good lesson — now I knew to avoid.