Mia introduced me to Sandy and she tells me she heard good things about me. If I didn't know better I may have blushed a bright red. Mia asked me wh...re Tia was and I told her. She was actually glad that Tia wasn't there. We decided to go to a sports bar for dinner and drinks. During dinner, I found out Sandy is a part time model. I was surprised because of her height. I found out she did print modeling. There was also a lot of sexual innuendos between Mia and I. At one point, Sandy. ‘Don’t ‘honey’ me you Lothario. I was finally gonna give in and maybe give you some tonight, but no! I find you in the arms of that Merriman slut. Here, have some punch!’ She doubled up her fist and slugged me in my other eye. Then she stormed out. Well, happy fucking birthday to me! Three years of whining and wheedling down the drain! I had nothing to show for it but two black eyes. Damn! Life sucks! I sat in the corner and sipped some punch. I wished it was whiskey, you know, for medicinal. Hemoved with discomfort, which prompted laughter from the women. Hissuffering and his shame competed for which was more awful.Ceecy, still naked except for the corset, had a short chain attached tothe front of her collar. She was made to bend far forward so a clip onthe lower end of the chain could be attached to a ring at the waist ofher corset, holding her in that unbalanced posture, her ass jutting outfor all to see. One of the wives got a hairbrush out of her purse andgave the. "Is something wrong dear?" Oh, no I thought Miss Clara said you were her older sister, but maybe Iwas mistaken," I explained my confusion."No you heard her correctly. But I'm not really that much older than sheis, only about a hundred years or so." I thought by her smile she mustbe joking."Sex keeps us young, but bearing children takes its toll. Clara hasThree Daughters and a Son there for she is placed higher in the familythan am I." her smile never wavered. "Had she not met David,".