You may call this a Hardware Store. I ammeaning a shop that sells paint, plaster, tools etc for jobs around the home and garden. I needed some paint t... repaint my front door. There was little chance I would ever actually paint it, but on this particular day I had started out with the best of intentions. Not that I was exactly dressed for DIY. Not THAT sort of DIY anyway. Ihave recently lost a lot of weight and I am enjoying my new body. Or my old body I suppose. I'm a big 38c, and they look. That also gave him an opportunity to spend an evening with his mate, catching up before they headed off to Sydney Airport.Despite his two divorces, Dan was fairly well off, though not as wealthy as Stephen, and he enjoyed travelling, but always tried to fly business class; one of the luxuries he permitted himself to enjoy.In his last couple of jobs he had been required to travel a lot, so had reached Platinum frequent flyer status with Qantas. Even though he was not supposed to use his frequent. We both exchange unsettling looks. I could tell she was worried. Not just what Annie was doing to her, but that I would tell someone. I knew I never would. As unmoral and humiliating as it was, I couldn't turn her in. Not after I had been responsible for sending the bitch to her in the first place.So when I gave her a warm smile, she seemed to relax a bit before beginning the meeting.That's pretty much how the next couple of weeks went. Every day Annie was behaving in class, I knew she was. . which made it seem okay to demean women!Needing to get back in control of my own body and support the feminist cause, Jenny really tempting me to break my celibacy oath, but confident I was on top of this, I decided to go.I had never heard of this club, but I used my map app to find it. It was about a twenty-minute bus ride.I put on my 'Fuck the Patriarchy' shirt, black pantyhose and jean shorts and headed for the bar. It was already 6:15 and the function was scheduled for seven.I needed.