Remember that friend of mine I told you about? Teaghan? The chef who opened up her own restaurant in California?”Carie narrowed her eyes. “She als... opened another one in Montreal, right?”Mona nodded and adjusted her glasses. “Yup. Teaghan has a temper. Boy, does she have a temper! Swears and yells and has her staff in perpetual cringe mode every time before she starts to cook.”“Were they Russian?” Carie asked, smirking.Mona ignored her comment, peering through her glasses toward the ceiling and. " B-b-but I don't w-w-wanta him to l-l-leave," Jennifer had moaned, starting to sniffle again."That has to be his decision, baby," Susan had said. "You may have screwed the pooch with him."Jennifer had blinked and frowned. "Sc-sc-screwed the p-p-pooch?" It's just a saying," Susan had replied. "It means he may be mad at you. He has every right to be."Jennifer had hung her head.The last thing her mother had said was: "Now go on and go get him out of jail and bring him here. If he says he wants to. She was a quite the picture before us standing in her leather skirt with red frilly top, leather fuck me boots and holding her dildo purchase. As the scene played out a little more we could see her hand moving down her body towards her sweetness. She just stood before us with her back to us and started rubbing her crotch. Very quickly she realized she couldn't do a good job of it with her skirt on so she unzipped and standing right before us was my wife holding a black 10” dildo while wearing. Yes Master. She bowed and left the room again. I reached to the table and grabbed the cup of tea. I put a bit of sugar in it and stirred. I took it from the table and held it close to my face. The warmth and smell enlightened me. Ah, the smell of Irish Cream is simply elegant. I smiled and looked at Kaede. Whats the matter? Relax. I smiled took a sip of the tea. Whats with you? You changed&hellip, She looked a bit distressed. Hmm? Oh, this is a side effect of what happened. Split personalities..