Michael was getting dangerously close to breaking the rules of our little “game.” Each of our heated encounters continually became more and more risky.

Taking me to strip at a strip club, I thought he had gone too far. Once I was up on the stage though, everything was different. I was never more desperate to have Michael inside of me as I put on a show for a horde of men who weren’t my husband.

Michael may have been controlling, but he never disappointed. With a VIP room upstairs, he rewarded me for a good performance.