Earlier that memorable day, my wife Rhonda, told me not to make any plans for that evening. I was thinking great, probably a nice dinner and a great night of lovemaking, can't complain about that. The evening rolled around and yes, she made my favorite dinner, and we sat drinking some wine, but I noticed she kept looking at the clock on the wall. At 8 o'clock sharp she announced that it was time for my "special" birthday...