’ I caught it in my glass. I held the glass in front of my face, staring at the bubbles, unable to see the tear. My smile faded. ‘It was funnier l...st night.’ ‘No, it wasn’t,’ Lindsey said, taking the glass from me. She placed it top of the fireplace, either out of reach or on display, I wasn’t sure which. Coming back to our private table, she passed her glass to me. ‘Drink from mine, but please, only sip from here.’ She pointed to the faint impression her lipstick had made on the glass. As I. It was about 90 degrees out and the walk made us all the more hotter. We decided on a nice cool swim ;however, we had not brought bathing suits and she was very modest. However since it was so hot it wasn't to hard to talk her to get in with her shirt and panties on. I noticed she had on almost see through lime green laced underwear which caused my cock to twitch a little. I told her to take her shirt off but she said she felt a little insecure. I had assured her she was a very beautiful women. So wrong. He hated being treated like a little girl, hated having to dress up in the gleaming, satin underthings Julie insisted he wear beneath his day clothes (even if it sometimes left him gasping with excitement, something which occurred far too frequently of late), hated the lipstick and the make-up and the endless platoons of Barbie-dolls lining his closet shelves.More than anything else, he hated the spankings!!Embarrassing beyond description, they were the ultimate act of submission, a. Are you doing anything?” I quickly replied “Nope, I’m free!” “Great” she said. “Can you watch my dog?”I’m seriously thinking about re-marrying my ex-wife ... but I’m pretty sure she’ll figure out I’m just after my money.A 13 year old weasel walks into a bar and approaches the counter. The bartender immediately notices the underage weasel. “Sir, you look extremely young. I can’t serve you even a single beer”. “Oh c’mon. You can’t just slide me one?” “Can’t and will not serve to anyone under.