Her sisters laid their hands on her, stroking her, calming her, urging her to lie more still, not to rush upward to the falling flames, so that they c...uld begin to form her shell.Gradually she ceased to be naked skin with drips of wax, and began to be interlocking areas of wax with isolated patches of skin showing. The hard layer covered more and more of her body, and dripped down in places, before cooling, to bond with the table below her.Her sisters had wandered largely at random with the. "Alex! Fiona's here!" My mom shouted up "Ok I'll be down in a sec." Itook my towels off and then put on the underwear followed by the dress.I double checked in the mirror to check that my hair and makeup were okand then headed downstairs. "Hi Fiona," I said smiling as I came intothe lounge where she was waiting."H-hi Alex!" Fiona said stammering a little, she was stunned. "You lookfantastic," she said. "Aw, thank you Fiona," I replied giving her a hug."Happy birthday," Fiona said my parents. The one above by Kinky, actually sound severe, and her sobs were erotic, as a wave of something short of b********y swept through me and my knickers came off, and I masturbated to her pain and his dominance, the way women feel when they are helpless and abused.My husbands friend John (the mad major) whom I met fifteen years ago, expressed a desire to spank my naughty Swedish bottom. There was something of malice in his tone, as he only ever said and reiterated whenever we were alone, that it. It was another one of those days when it seemed like everyone we worked on died. We were oh-for-three.”“What happened?”“Two from the same traffic accident, and one construction accident.”“How are you holding up?”“OK, I guess. It just wears on you.”I took her hand and we walked home. After dinner, karate, and showers, we spent some time with the kids, then watched CNN to catch up on the news. There was still a headlong rush towards war with Iraq, and it didn’t seem as if anything would change.