One day, while we were staying at Fabiola's parents' beach house, my mother-in-law opened the door to our bedroom and saw me lying naked on the floor submitting to her daughter. She closed the door without saying anything, and after some initial embarrassment, Fabiola plucked up the courage to go talk to her. When she returned to the room, she told me her mother had told her she was proud of her for doing what she hadn't been able to do: subjugate a man. She confessed that all her life she'd felt used by men and that she was glad at least she had a different life than hers. From that day on, I became a topic of conversation for them.