She sensed that I was in the archway. I saw the muscles in her face and neck tighten, then relax. “Sit down, Billy,” she said softly. I sat in the chair facing her. Immediately, my c**k stiffened and pushed against my pants. I waited. After a little while, she took a deep breath, “What are we to each other, Billy?” she asked.
“We’re married. We’re husband and wife.”
“And why are you here?”
I wanted to rip her damn blindfold off. I wanted to lift her from the stool and carry her to the couch where we could sit together and talk like two normal people. “Because, Lisa, I love you. I’m here because I want you to leave this place. I want you to come home with me. I want us to be the way we were. Please, Lisa, come with me now.”
She drew her knees together and unclasped her hands from behind
