"Does Gramps know?" Abigail Katherine McLeod smiled back at me proudly. "But do you know how to ... I mean do you," I started, but then stopped when I...saw the look of warning in my sister's eyes."Well Mister know-it-all Robert Duncan McLeod," my sister said sarcastically in her thickest Scottish accent, "do you believe the mother of your child is incapable of preparing a simple drink for her family?"You fool, I chastised myself silently as I delayed answering my sister, instead I lifted our. This.......thing?" fighting to getthe words out in between Lori's yanks."A couple of years ago I had a summer job at a Renascence Faire and Ihad to wear one. The guys love the curves, I got so many dates fromthis thing, but it is a real pain to put on and wear. Make sure you eatpractically nothing, and drink very little, or you'll be in the bathroomall night long." With one final terrific tug, she pulled the chord andbegan tying it off."Well Lori, I have to admit, you know your sluttiness,". ” She never looked up at me from hearing the good news, so I got up, grabbed my phone and my purse, grabbed my sunglass and car keys and headed for the door. Tammy just sat there on my couch. Now, usually I am a pretty patient person. The people that I deal with on a daily basis have ingrained patience in to me, and I pride myself on it. But this woman right here was getting on my last nerves. Thinking back, I must have just woken up on the wrong side of the bed, because I really shouldn’t have. She really did enjoy sex now she found out.At first, I had real problems with this new reality. After all, I had been so willing to kick her to the curb when I found her supposedly “cheating” on me, even though I knew in my heart that she was being mind controlled, and had no control over her situation. At the time I also had issues with her obvious lesbian escapades with the other office girls too.Though Barbara Ann hadn’t had to resort to a strap-on false plastic dick yet, or the use of her.