She gave Dale a smug look and said, "From my perspective I'm getting the worst end of the deal so I'd say that we're even." Have you learned to apprec...ate your food rather than obsess over it?" Dale asked in a reasonable tone of voice."I guess," Denise answered faltering in her answer."Have you learned that your body can actually do things that you thought were impossible?" Dale asked."I learned that it could take a cock up the ass if that's what you mean," Denise answered spitting out the. I was also aware that I was attracted to men, not all men you understand, but some guys really got my pulses racing. I knew that I wanted to explore them sexually but only had the most basic knowledge about what form that exploration would take.One fateful day I walked down to the beach to find a chilly breeze blowing in from the sea. I therefore walked to the end of the long sweeping bay, past a headland where you had to go past giant fallen rocks, and onto the nudist beach. The nudist beach. He was going to be the benefactor, my husband being the voyeuristic instigator, he loved creating these scenarios, and I submitted to his perversions, in his eyes as a willing wife, but deep down the slut in me craved to be fucked while other men watched.I reached out and picked-up my stockings, a large diamond lace, requiring a belt to stay up, and when adorned, framed my ass beautifully in black, making its nudity more revealing, something I planned for, as lying face down could only invite. And you. And Jessica. And all of my friends.”“Yes, you are. Just remember that.”We finished our lunch and went back to the office. I called Chris and asked her to send a résumé and then had her talk to Elyse. From what I could tell, Elyse liked her and considered her a legitimate candidate for the job.December 7, 1989, Chicago, Illinois“A psychopath with a rifle killed fourteen and wounded at least twenty-five,” I said, shaking my head.“Where was that?” Katy asked.“Montréal. At the École.