We tried it out all sorts of ways. It seemed to be an improvement.Maybe it was the confinement or it was all mental, but it worked.For the rest of the...day, neither of us wore panties. We couldn't keepour hands off each other. The strange confinement was an incredibleturn on. The glue was waterproof and a shower together was amazing.As we lying in bed, Sally spoke without looking at me. "You know, it'spretty realistic looking. You could have a straight dude do you in yourbottom, just by telling. Mine too." I'll change the pillow covers," she saidShe did ... they finally slept.The next day, she went to the general store and bought several sets of sheets, blankets and new pillows.Jack called the Jeep dealer."Jeep." said the receptionist, "How may I direct your call?" The owner, please." Who may I say is calling?" John Flintkote," said Jack."One moment please." Arthur Carlbury. What can I do for you, Mr. Flintkote?" Mr. Carlbury..." Art, please." Only if you call me Jack." Certainly. What. The ones who relish community activities while their c***dren are attending school, and of course gossip. They're all a flurry of questions as we're introduced. The usual overly snoopy interrogations these types thrive on. About marriage, k**s, where I live and my husbands work. I forget their names as fast as Helen introduces us.The sole man in the little gathering stands out in stark contrast to the others. Other than being simply a man he's also rather young, very handsome, and the only. “I don’t know,” I said, not even looking at her. My eyes glued to my monitor.“See me in my office,” she said and stormed away.Susan always made it known that she was in charge here. A strong, career-minded, black woman, that felt like she had to work harder than everyone else to make it where she is. Truth be told, she didn’t need that chip on her shoulder, she was very talented and well respected. Especially by me, her go-to guy. But I’m only that, due to circumstances that I chose.I walked.