He talked about here and there and then suddenly became emotional. I asked what happened, he said we do not have money more and already have taken fro... others. So the situation is getting worst and worst.He was cursing himself, how he got the addiction and deprived me of your mother. I felt humiliation still in dad as he regretted every day. I felt so bad as dad was not happy.I pulled him and hugged. Okay, dad, leave it now. What we have, we have to deal with it. Cursing himself and regretting. It was the first time that we had a one-on-one conversation and it just reinforced that I needed to find someone like her. If she wasn’t my good friend’s wife I would’ve been all over her, that is how desirable she had become. Lynn left after one drink so I left my seat next to Debi and mingled with the crowd. All of a sudden the music stopped and was replaced with Egyptian sounding music. Then my jaw hit the floor. A belly dancer, dressed like I dream of Jeannie, came out. She could’ve been. “No. Oh God no.” He replied “It’s nothing like that. If I have too much to drink I get... I...” He clammed up and looked down into his hands. I scooted my chair around the table and put his hand in mine. “It’s okay, you can tell me” I said gently. I was getting the hang of this boyfriend role.“I get... mean. Aggressive” I have to admit I didn’t see that coming.“You mean like violent? Abusive?” I asked carefully. He nodded. Then shook his head.“Not exactly” He seemed confused. He seemed to be. Barbie wasgone--Bob in her place within my mind. I stared at the reflectionin the mirror and--as it had every day for the past severalmonths--my cock shot its load into my panties at the sight of mytransformed self." The entertainment complete, Mistress Jenniferannounced it was time for my surprise. Suddenly, from behind, Ifelt a pair of hands thrust a ball- gag into my mouth, tying ittightly. Next I felt the zipper on my dress being pulled down.Shortly, the dress fell in a bundle to my feet..