"You knowwhat else sluts like to do? They like to put strange things insidethemselves while others watch." She handed me the high heel shoe andoffered...no further instruction. It was obvious what she wanted andthere was no choice in the matter. i took the shoe and slowly pushedthe heel into my ass. It was more rigid then my finger put had lessfriction. As i worked it in and out she began to laugh "I guess thoseare your fuck me pumps." after minute she walked over lifted her foot.I panicked and. He knew that essentially, she was true to her husband; however she never hesitated in telling anyone (in her little group) that she was constantly on the prowl for women in general."I need more sexual dalliances in my daily activities," she was wont to say, and they knew she meant it. Dutch also knew Robert didn't mind. For that matter he also managed to bed some of the women Alice brought home, and of course Dutch was aware that Robert had had several brief affairs without Alice's. Tell me, why did you turn on the dishwasher?’ ‘Because it was full.’ ‘While you were on your drive, did anyone see you?’ ‘Hundreds of people would have seen me but I don’t expect that any of them would remember me.’ ‘I thought that you might have stopped for fuel somewhere.’ ‘No, I had plenty of fuel and didn’t need to stop.’ He asked several more rather innocuous questions before telling me that I would be remanded in custody until a court hearing in the morning and that he would be opposing. I lost count. Each and every cycle was reinforced with promises I made to her. I promised total subservience. I promised to do all the housework and laundry. I promised to do whatever she wanted me to. I promised to wear whatever she told me to. The combination of stress and exhaustion must have caused me to pass out at. I felt something soft rubbing back and forth across my lips. Regaining consciousness this time was a delight. I parted my lips and rubbed the tip of my tongue across her.