"And if I were to give you a chance, what are you going to do that's so special?" She was weary—of Tim, of Rob, of men in general. She cocked an eye...row, expecting that he would be cowed and slink away with his tail between his legs.But again, he surprised her. "I'm going to treat you the way you want and deserve to be treated."In a split second, she made up her mind. She stood abruptly and grabbed her purse.“Fine. You've got your chance. Let's go.” She could always leave once it became. He’s done the same with Hazel’s bank accounts and IRA. It’s all yours. You’ll have to arrange with your three guardians as to when and how to empty out the dwelling and get it on the market. I feel sure you want nothing to do with living in the home where you were a victim.” She talked a little about other details, but the good news was that I was free of the foster care system and had three guardians that would share responsibility until I turned eighteen.Getting released from the hospital. I went through that transformationso willingly because I thought you wanted that for US, to bring uscloser together." I DID want to bring us closer together," she pleaded."Don't even TRY to lay that lame claim on me," I retorted. "If it hadbeen about 'us', 'us' would have been consulted about Craig. 'Us'would have had some input on your little peccadillo. 'Us' would havebeen treated like a human being, instead of first, a cuckold, then aBarbie Doll."You SAY it was about 'us', but in reality it. Sheliked when she took me in the ass with her strap on, as it gave her afeeling of power and control that she had never known before. Yes, sheknew before we married that I was a cross dresser. So I was surprisedwhen she said, I really should shave.She was reading in bed and I had just come out of the shower. I had atowel wrapped around my middle. It stunned me when she said, "You knowBill, your leg hair is so sparse, you should just shave it off. I mean,assuming you are still dressing up when I.