Dell’s mother-in-law is convinced he’s gay. That doesn’t trouble him. So what if he has an appreciation for beautiful things? Why should beauty be a gay guy’s distinctive domain? What does irk Dell can be that every time his wife Genevieve gets off the phone with her mother, she seems a little swayed by family opinion. Dell’s got nothing at all to verify. Tying her up, spanking her, making her scream for mercy–he doesn’t do these things to prove that he’s directly. He binds her wrists and smacks her with an antique hairbrush because he simply loves acquiring charge.