You will try to get me to answer the question, ok?" John nodded slowly. "…Iwill hang you by your thumbs, and let you hang until you spill the beans ...nyour secret, is that it? "Yeah, I want to hang as long as the heroine did.I know I can do it! She smiled at her husband. "Get the rope." Bonnie quickly kicked off her shoes, and peeled her jeans down her legs.Her T-shift came next, leaving her in bra and panties. She didn't know why,but it seems somehow right that she be in her underwear for this. .." I whispered to myself. Margret took my hands and pulled me upto sit. She hugged me from behind, and leaned her head over my shoulder."Yes, MY girl. So, it's been decided... if you marry me, you'll quityour job, live as a woman for the rest of your life, and be my adorable(and obedient) little housewife. The only real question is, will youmarry me, Roberta? Please say 'Yes.' Please make my life complete.Please make me the happiest woman on Earth."I turned to face her. "Yes. YES! I'll be your. We started talking about this and that, her boyfriend mostly sitting there. He looked like something out of a Nazi add. Blond, muscular and tall. I looked at my wife, and I could see she was eyeing the german man.He met her eye and smiled. Suddenly we both gasped. From his crotch grew a huge cock. I never knew white boys could be hung like that. I'm no tiny one, but next to this Adonis I felt positively inadequate.Gretchen, as the girls name was, crept close to me. I could feel her large, soft. The job was even better than I expected because I was put in charge of no less than eight attractive females who were given strict orders to follow my instructions to the letter. They were all nubile and only one was pregnant leading my "big boy" to immediately consider the possibilities. Unfortunately, the first class in my indoctrination was the one on "Sexual Harassment in the Workplace". It tended to cool my ardor to a great degree because they made it abundantly clear that they were a.