Fred was reaching his fifties, and he was beginning to have quite a bit belly fat. He was not the handsome man he was once. Well, what is going on, Fr...d? Her anger had subsided for the time being and her tone became passive. However, bottled in her fist, Fred could see she was out for blood. He would do his best not to trigger her, though that would only be delaying the inevitable. He could have ran, and possibly made it to the car right then. She was in her tight business outfit. The skirt ran. The Munch was a great night to meet & chat to other people in the kink scene, I have to say we were made to feel very welcome, I had a number of Dom's/Mistress's ask me if my 2 slaves would be auctioned off on Saturday night, which I said no to as I wanted to keep my 2 girls. It wasn't until we got into a conversation about the Auction that I found out that slaves either male or female would only be auctioned off for the Saturday night & Sunday till 4pm. I got my mind set very wrong on how it. Then, once she had rounded them up and placed them back in their separate terrariums, she would head for her kitchen and there, see to fixing breakfast for the three of them. "So,", Grace began as she ran a steading arm about Sam's femininely constricted waist in order to lend her charge some much needed support, "What'ya think?" "About the frog business or about my now being a girl?", Samantha curtly replied with that sultry and sexy new voice of hers as the two of them began to gingerly make. I could see now that Beth had been right about Kate in that she would have been quite a catch. Her husband should have been more appreciative of her womanly charms.I have a full basement which somehow became a place to throw anything I didn't want to deal with. Beth talked me into going through it all so we could either trash it or give it to charity. She wanted to move the exercise room to the basement, which would give us more room and free up a bedroom upstairs, which was her main goal. When.