It seemed as though my wife was all legs in her new 4-inch heels and little halter top thumb dress* she had just changed in to. The top of her pumpkin...orange silk dress consisted of two wide tapering sash-like bands of silk that ran from the waistband up over each of her breasts and around the back of her neck where I had tied the now shoe lace sized strips into a loose bow. The space between where the two bands met at the waistband, forming the front of her dress, was low enough to display two. Let’s plan on that.”Amy and Judy said goodbye to each other and I began to start worrying just what Amy might have in store for me. I am sure she had some ideas but she wasn’t willing to tell me any of them just yet. She simply said it had been a long night and suggested we get some sleep. She also said we both had some prep work to do tomorrow to get ready for my week of servitude which started in two days. Before I could fall asleep I had to ask what she was expecting of me when my week of. That doesn’t mean there’s anything wrong with them. They’re just other-than-normal, when compared to the rest of us. So are priests, or at least the ones who don’t break their vow of celibacy.So change was a-comin’, and you shouldn’t be all surprised.Part of that change was the direct result of perceived problems with the whole system. The honeymoon was over and reality was creeping back into their lives. Reality bites, sometimes, and makes us contemplate changing things. We think we can “fix”. ..................'He he. I thought you had. Want to come over to discuss this face to face???? There's a gap in the fence behind the shed in your garden....'I sat back! I hadn't expected that! My heart was beating like a drum now? I drew deeply on the cigarette! I had all sorts of emotions running through my head. I'd never been to a man's house before, well not dressed and with the distinct possibility that something might happen! It was a bit 'close to home' too! These things made me.