If you like, offer her a car, if you think that's appropriate." Yeah. That'd be good. I'd like to let her loose off site, and a car would help. Someth...ng small, I think." Sounds good. Anything I need to know about off site?" Nothing I can pin down. Just that I've got a feeling. Melissa might be able to spot something I've missed." Okay. Keep me in the loop?" Of course."And that was it for, oh, a couple of months I suppose. Not that the time lacked interest. Not at all. In the past I'd had one. " She hugs mea little harder.She points at one of her friends making her way to her car in the parkinglot "Marion, sissy for sale twenty five cents or best offer."She points at another Mother that she probably doesn't know, "you there,defective sissy for sale, one farthing, half a hay-penny. Well justthink about it, no refunds though."Finally, and mercifully, we get to the car.As we get in Valerie says, "I certainly hit the right tournament, youcrushed it Jezzie." Also, I was very proud when. "Hopefully, I'll be able to burn off the extra calories tonight." Mya smiled at my innuendo, as she brought her feet up and rested them on the edge of the coffee table. "Oh yeah?" she asked, staring at me with a lascivious look in her dark brown eyes. "And just what are you going to be doing to me tonight?" Oh I don't know," I began in a jestful tone. "I was thinking about a little missionary position followed by some cuddling." "Fuck that," she snapped back with a laugh. "If I wanted that, I'd. The sensuous, wanton libertine in her had made peace some time ago with the devoted, loving, sex-slave wife. This was an area where she ruled. Although the restraints and her submissive position may have created a somewhat different feeling, there was no mistaking the way this would play out…the way it always did since their visit to Boca seven months before. After her ego and her libido finished their negotiations, Suzanne felt empowered enough to not only take control but also take pleasure.