OMG, it is time foranother adjustment! I feel the pole raised up another notch, driving thedildo deeper inside me, making me stand on my tiptoes - not...for long, andafter a few seconds, moaning and crying, I sink on the even wider part ofthe cone, as my tired, burning legs give out and the rope around my neckis stretched taught again. He sits in the chair, watching the show,stroking himself slowly and observing my suffering with calm intensity.The red lights of several cameras around me are. "Scott waited for Mrs. Wang to finish ringing up Frank. Trying not tolook impatient. Then he paid for his items knowing he needed to hurry.He didn't want Frank to get too far ahead of him."There you go sweetie. See you tomorrow." Thanks, ma'am." Scott flashed Jen's most winsome smile and then leftthe store. As soon as he was sure it was safe he veiled and rose intothe air. He made a quick side trip to get the backpack he'd left onthe roof of the factory and then raced after the dark. “Not for me, I swear those things have a million calories apiece. I’ll dangle them in front of the hubby as a reward for doing things around the house.”For the first time in a long time I was truly happy with my life. There were a few incidents now and then. Mark became enraged when he saw my cellphone and found out I had our bank balance emailed daily. “Why are you snooping?”“I’m not snooping. I’m putting my money in the same account, so that makes it our money. I just don’t want any more. I was flailing and I was beginning to feel a bit like a comic strip character, set up on purpose for the amusement of some bigger audience I couldn’t see. I quickly sent an email to Matt describing the foibles of my day. He usually finds the humor in these types of events and shares it with me and I had the sense that what I really needed right now was the opportunity to laugh at myself. I didn’t hear back from him, but I wasn’t expecting to immediately, as I knew that he would be on a plane.