" "Not even a portion of it," seconded Edie. "In fact,I think we should resolve to make them..." She paused to come up with anumber. "...make them...50% more sissified than they already are." Theygrinned at each other as they drank to that proposition, draining theirglasses happily, intent of making their pledge a reality.******Sissy Samantha was hurrying around, trying to get all of her houseworkdone before her new favorite TV show, Deceitful Housemaids, came on.Samantha's wife was a. He was a creature of habit and rising early was one of them. The warm body next to him was enough to stop him from moving. Though he felt a little tired, he wasn't the least bit muzzy despite the drinks the night before. He had stopped early enough and had even turned down the dessert liquor despite Kamaria's pleading. He told her "next time" and was rewarded with a devilish grin.Sometime in the early morning hours, Kamaria had kicked off the sheet covering their bodies. Gavril was still. However my wife calmed her down so she got on with her work and ignored him. My wife did not usually work on Thursday afternoon. This Thursday I had to go to the company solicitor in town. I left the office at midday and waved to my wife as she packed up for her afternoon off. ‘See you later,’ I called to her. She said something about her car but my mind was on the business with the solicitor. I told Joanne where I was going. There was a client that had asked me to drop by when I had time. I. "Ahh, oh stop, stop Sam that tickles." She said through her giggles."Say uncle and I'll let you sit quietly." Uncle."Kim was smiling at Vicky when she said, "Don't feel bad Vicky. We're two of a kind. I just couldn't wait to have a little fun with Sam by shocking him with that 2006 comment."Then she turned to me and said, "I apologize Sam. And just like you told Vicky it would have been a lot nicer of me if I had been more tactful in letting you know I'd already been told." Also, just like I.