Byron's pampered and prepped, and Cheyenne's ready to throw her husband into Carla's tiger cage. At least she thinks she's ready. This seemed like the right thing, the honorable thing to do since her husband was so understanding and accepting of her own nefarious proclivities of the unclothed kind. But Carla is vivacious, voluptuous, an accomplished swinger with all kinds of bedroom tactics. How can petty Cheyenne Bishop do this? The way her husband did. Carla is a female version of Cody: a high-octane mattress-scorcher. Both of them are human reproduction (oh boy, and pleasure!) personified. Byron watched her with Cody—and Cody did the wildest things to her. If they're going to make it as a couple, loving Byron and loving Cheyenne, she's going to have to be as generous as her husband. It's going to take Olympic strength to be as giving and forgiving as Byron...