The stage was set. It was time for Regina and Janet to deliver their masterstroke. Or should that be MISTRESSstroke?"Anson!" Regina yelled. "Get your ...orthless lazy ass in here. NOW!"The overworked husband got up from scrubbing the kitchen floor and hurried to answer his wife's angry summons. All he was wearing was a tiny frilly apron with a big bow tied in the back. The garment didn't come down far enough to cover his small penis and left his pink bottom uncovered. He stood nervously before. Askew, “so all I want to know for now is, do you love Sean as much as he loves you?”“How do you know Sean loves me?” Amanda asked. “Did he say something to you?”Smiling at Amanda and patting her hand, Mrs. Askew said, “No, but anyone who knows Sean will be able to tell in an instant that his sun rises and sets with you. Remind him to show you the photos. So, do you feel the same way about him?”“I do,” admitted Amanda. “I can’t imagine my life without Sean being in it. What photos should he show. As she enjoyed the cleansing streams of water pouring over her she decided that maybe, on second thought, she would go lie beside him for just a little while… When she returned to the bedroom, a towel wrapped around her wet hair, her naked body exposed to the cool air in the apartment, she saw that she was too late. He was already getting dressed, turning on the television to watch the news before he left. She sighed as she went to the closet to pick out some clothes, slowly dressing in front. I understand the theory of 15/16-year-olds being ‘advised’ on picking A-Level subjects that lead down the right path for their future career. But those decisions will shape or limit future options, which is daunting in itself, and the process does rather rely on having careers advisors that are useful, not a total bloody waste of time.For me, choosing my A-Level subjects was a matter of elimination. I was currently taking nine O-Levels: English Language, English Literature, Maths, Double.