clothes remained perfectly in order.But now things are different, his "pleasure" always makes me wet the bedsheets, like I've spilled a cup of water. So both he and the fabric on him are getting less... one who held life and death in his hands. Whether I was dazed or adrift depended entirely on his mood.The bed sheets have completely fallen and are on the floor. Luckily, I wasn't at home, or I would...