If you are having trouble getting out of the situation, talk to me for advice.

When the situation is unbearable, you need to act now.

How to disappear: 

You will need as much cash as possible. Plan on moving, far away is better.

Payoff/cancel all credit cards. Everything must be paid for by cash, without exception. Cancel/throw away cell phone. Avoid daytime travel on major roads when leaving.  You need a place to stay.  Do not stay at a motel. Get a room for cash or have a new friend to take you in.  ( That is where I come in.) You will need to work for room and board or for cash. Close all bank accounts. Do not mail anything to anyone. Do not contact relatives, unless from another city.  Change your appearance.

Sell your car or abandon it. Do not renew your id or DL. There are many more details, and I can help you further if necessary. You can contact me for advice. I will not give you a phone number to call which could be traced. You will need to give me a number to call or use the website to communicate. 

Btw, I only help those who need to get out of a bad situation, not those who have problems with the law.

Sometimes escape is the best option. Just disappear, quietly, silently, no arguing, no more fighting, no discussion, nothing. Gone away to a better life.

An erotic tale. 

The dinner party: 

It had been a long, successful year for the boss and his assistant, and they were very tired.  Coming in at 5am every morning, working until 2pm, having lunch and going home.  They had cleared over a million dollars that year, him about 800,000, her 300,000.  She was a petite, married woman, supporting her family of 3 girls and a husband who was in and out of financial trouble, and who somehow ignored her, for she was quite beautiful still after 13 years of marriage.  The boss gave a lovely dinner party for the two of them at his home, complete with champagne, carefully chosen wines, and a beautifully prepared seven course meal.

It was a formal dinner for the three of them, and the chef who worked for the boss made everything perfect; the wine glasses sparkled, the food was cooked just right, and candles shone brightly along the long table. 

After the third bottle of wine, they were all beginning to relax, the men took off their dinner jackets, and she took off her jacket to reveal a sheer black evening dress.  The boss set a fire in the fireplace, for it was quite cold, and returned to the table.  As he moved his foot under the table, another foot began to rub his own, and she looked at him in a gentle, smiling way.  He had always respected her relationship, but always thought she would have been a great catch. 

They went to the fireplace, all three of them, and sat down with cognac, and closed out the evening talking about business, and next year plans, and where to go on vacation. 

The next day at work, they resumed work as usual, nothing being said out of the ordinary.  Then she remembered, she had left her jacket at his home.  Could she come by to pick it up? 

On Friday, after lunch, she stopped by, when saw her, he kissed her on the forehead, but she turned her head up to kiss him on the mouth instead.... 

The next time she saw him, she said, "I`ve been gardening, I`m just wearing old clothes, is it ok if I come over like this?"  He said, Yes, just bring over a change of clothes."  They played chase throughout the house and when he caught her by the edge of her shirt, it tore, and she laughed.  His arms were so strong that he ripped the rest of the shirt off with one mighty rip, and finally she was caught.  He tied her up on the large 4 post bed, first her arms, then her legs, then he propped pillows under her.  When she started trying to say something, the ball gag went into her mouth and she could say nothing.  Whenever she squirmed, the knots just got tighter and tighter, until finally she was completely spread eagled, helpless and immobile.... 

The next day at work, no one had any energy, it took 3 cups of coffee just to feel normal.  To be continued.... 

I need to get another English style female butler or french maid.  It is so troublesome when you train someone for years and they leave, even if it is for a good reason.  I taught her how to set a classy dinner, cook all my favorite dishes, how to pick wines, how to look nice, and how to please me perfectly.  I even managed her weight and diet  for her and chose her clothes. I am so grateful that she nursed me when I was sick, and took care of everything when I could not. 

Time to move on, though