What truth could be so bad that Paula would even consider such a contemptible proposal? Who was this miserable bastard?"I don't suppose you caught the...name of this guy?" I asked hopefully."Boss, we did get his first name. It was Tom. That was all your wife called him," replied Steve."Well shit! That rules out Dick and Harry, but there's shit-load of men named Tom in the area," I bitched. "Can you tell me what he looked like?"A slow grin came to Steve's face when he heard my question."I told you. Tell her to love you and she will until she dies or until you command her otherwise. Now test your power, order her to do something.”“Uhh, refuse my money. I’m a good customer, you’ll give me the coffee for free.”“That’s okay,” the girl said handing the money back. “Today, your coffee’s on the store.”“You need a more difficult test,” the companion said. “Order her to do something she would never do otherwise.”“Open your blouse, show me your tits.”“Yes, Lord,” she said, smiling as she unbuttoned. Hethought that since I was the only lover my wife had ever had, that might increase his odds forsuccess.When we arrived at his place he was very pleasant and made my wife feel very comfortable aroundhim. We chatted for a while as he went ahead and began setting up his table.He asked my wife to change down to her bra and panties and lay herself flat on the table. My wiferemoved all of her clothes except her bra and panties and laid face first on top of the table. He poureda little oil on her. None paid the least bit of attention to a middle aged man and his pink haired daughter sitting at one of the court’s many tables.Floyd casually finished off his drink as his Lily devoured her hamburger. In between bites the pink haired teen asked, “Do you think Cindy will have a boy or a girl?”“I have no idea.” Floyd answered.“I hope she has a boy.” Lily continued. “It would be cool to have a little brother.”“Time will tell.”A moment of silence passed as Lily polished off her burger. Finally.