..no.....I have to........" I started to say and immediately regreted opening my mouth. "Well!!!" she snapped exasperated. She left the covers, pulled...up the side of the cot then stormed out of the room. I felt completely helpless, surrounded by pink bars wondering what my wife was going to do now. She returned to the bedroom holding her mobile telephone."Please Lesley" I cried in horror "I'm sorry I will not complain again." "Too late" she said pushing the buttons on the key pad. I could hear. It dawns on me, if I am going to be free, I can break one rule. “Wait! I can help with your ex-wife. Wish for her to forget you. I can grant it for you! One last wish! She’ll not remember a thing about you, and you’ll be as free as I’m going to be.” “I – I want that. I want to be free of her. I wish to be free of my ex-wife. I want her to forget I ever existed.” “Wish granted!” I yell with relief. I feel my power reach out and touch her mind, erasing all memory of him, forever. In a quick. I've donethat sooooo many times on this site it's not funny. I especially likewriting about Rachel's intimate encounters - Thank You for enjoying asmuch as I've enjoyed waiting them. Ok, enjoy this episode. XOXO Rachel!December 2nd, 6:14 PMI'd been around the block twice and this third time just drove into thedriveway without really any motivation. A Toyota Corolla withCalifornia plates was already parked there, the rental car my mom hadtold me she'd gotten today. I pulled even with the car. Round one o’clock Becky walked out of her room with a small white tee on that stopped at her belly button, to make matter worse her had on a pair of thongs. My dick got hard as a rock as soon as she set down on the couch next to me. I sly way grabbed a pillow to hide the major hard on that was trying to bust out of my boxer shorts. I continued to flip back and forth trying to watch three games at one time, after a while the beer I was drinking began to take its toll; I had to piss bad as hell..