"I remember like it was yesterday. There were no mourners, because you wanted it that way. Just me and the priest and the pallbearers from the funeral...company. You remember? It was an Autumn day like this. The breeze was coming off the lake, and there was a tang to it, a smell of cedar. I thought this would be a good spot for you, with the lake so near. I remember the stories you told about summers with your family, how you sailed boats on a lake like this."Southern California wasn't like this.. Kevin saw that John was even wearing a touch of makeup: his lips were painted red and his eyelashes seemed longer and darker than they ought to have been. He was wearing mascara!"Hello Kevin" John's voice was muted, but even so it sounded higher-pitched than Kevin was used to hearing from his friend. It was as if John were trying to speak like a girl!"Hi, John" he replied, hesitatingly.Katrina bustled around, getting him to sit opposite his friend, while she sat facing the young. "Well, let's see how your new gift works" he said. And with that, he tightened down the screws (which were already plenty tight) causing my wife to moan in pain, and taking the chain in his fist led my wife on her hands and knees around the room. He was literally pulling her around by her tits, and her nipples were stretched way out as she struggled to keep up. Being dragged around by her nipples by a Black master in a sleazy hotel room was pretty degrading, and I could tell my wife was getting. She must have made a phone call.Darla chuckled and talked some more. I couldn't make out exactly whatshe was saying. After a few more minutes I heard her say goodbye.She returned and said that she had let a friend know to meet her at theevent, to give her some help with the booth. I stood there squirming,chubby and pink. It doesn't help my low self-esteem that I have almostno body hair. Worst of all, my genitals are underdeveloped. My wife isamused by my lack of manly assets and jokes.