I can remember times when we were younger where we would get dressed up and pretend to be sisters. As a young child, that never really seemed odd, and...eventually, we grew out of that stage, and I forgot about it until we were in college.In high school, I could see that my brother was very unhappy. He never really fit into any one group. He was often ridiculed for his country-bumpkin way, and it only got worse when he tired to blend in. I often worried that he would snap, but he made it through. That’s a move in the right direction!’ They were quiet on their drive back to New Orleans and Rose had Jennifer drop her off at the Tea Room. Rose waved and smiled as Jennifer drove away, but her smile converted to a frown as she turned and entered the Tea Room. This was like nothing she had come up against before and it would take some very delicate work. She locked the door behind her and went in to the office. She sat down and the first phone call she made was to Queen. ‘Queen, sorry to. You pound the back of your chair with disgust. All of your former friends were female; fortunate considering your talent of relating to women and making them feel truly understood. Why can't they share in your money? The rich people in other cities sought you out because of your talent; why could your friends not find work anywhere but in this sinkhole?You hastily amend yourself, as you look around your apartment as if fearing that it will come alive to chastise you. The city is a sinkhole;. We got in and opened it and it read:Cuckold couple owned by dom bull cuckman. Husband is caged and wife becoming a cum slut. Cuckman is training her to open her eyes to a wider word of sexuality and fun. There was a picture of my naked wife with her face hidden with our profile. We went into the ‘showing wives’ chatroom to be greeted there by cuckman. He welcomed us and told the room who we were. He then shared some still photos from the camera in the bedroom of my wife naked, and him fucking.