I see his big strong calves sticking out from the robe he's wearing. Hisfeet look incredibly large next to my wife's, as she playfully rubs herfoot on...one of his. The man chair he's sprawled out in looks ridiculouslysmall compared to his large frame."Would you like another beer Eric?" my wife asks."Sure Diane," he booms."Go fetch us some drinks boy," she says, handing me her empty glass andwaving me off."Yes Ms. Harrison," I reply, calling her by her maiden name asinstructed. "...Not only will. Although other forms of embarrassment are welcomed such as different kinds of punishments, diapers, BDSM, etc. so long as there aren't indications of sexual assault or rape.No drugsNo killing charactersNo ending the adventuresI have the right to alter any stories. It could be for grammatical reasons or just to add details in the character bios where others lack.UPDATE:I have decided to switch the story to PUBLIC status. But in doing so, I ask for diligence as I don't want to have to delete. " I nodded absently."We figure if we sit with you on the bus, maybe you could explain things. Unless you want to sit with your buddy Drew," Doug said."Uh, no. That's not a problem." We aren't a problem either," Carl explained. "You know my brother Bill? He said my year would be a whole lot nicer if nothing bad ever happened to you. He told me to tell you Joanne said. Understand?" I did understand. Carl and Doug had just become my new best friends and I'd do my best to make sure they understood. Though not a conscious thought the steeling of her resolve Clarice had promised was starting to occur. It would strengthen as she went further into battle with these demonic interlopers in her home. She thought to herself the minions who had the use of the common concubines must be feeling fortuitous these days, for the promiscuity that started in the 60s and 70s and to lesser degree, perhaps, continuing unto today had a lot of women ‘impure out of matrimony’ and therefore of only one purpose.