” It was a statement not a question. “Little Miss Price complicating matters?”“In times gone by, you would have been arrested as a witch!” H... laughed. Then he became serious. “The atmosphere is decidedly uncomfortable, and I can’t see it improving.”“You ‘had the talk’ with her yet?”“Not had the chance, what with my trip to the smoke and all this extra financial aggravation.”“Going to?”“Miss Halton, I’m beginning to feel persecuted. You’re not the first to badger me about that.”“Mr Musgrave! As. The divorce started out civil enough; we sat down and divided things up, agreed on what I should pay for child support for the two kids and on visitation and then I left it to her to file for the no fault divorce. Then, without telling me, she had a lawyer who belonged to her cult handle it and when the dust settled all the agreements we had made had been thrown in the trash can. Instead of dividing things she took it all. Child support was set at three times what we had agreed on and twice. She is getting hot and and pushes herself against him, and she feels his hardness through his pants. Her hands reach down and stroke him and his own groping becomes more intense, reaching for her dress and pulling it up over her wait. Her panties are exposed to him - she can hardly believe it but the feeling it so intense that she just wants to keep going, and her desire gives her a confidence she didn't know she had. She know knows that she is going to have this man, or he is going to have. My wife got so mad when she found out what I paid for it, but calmed down after a few months. This will be the first night she will see me in it. The hair is loose and hangs down below my shoulders.I get out my waist cinch. Its black, cotton back satin. It goes from right against the bottom of my bra, a little high in the back, and then to just above my heart shaped crotch hair. It is high on the hips so that it pulls in my waist line so much. As I tie it off, I look in the mirror and wonder at.