I asked her to wait at my house till they reach. She said ok and walked in. I totally forgot that I had forgotten to throw the unused condoms fallen o... the floor. She saw it and acted as if she didn’t see that and sat on the couch. I also acted as if she didn’t see, and picked the condom and threw it in the dustbin.While she was sitting on the sofa with her skirt, I could see her fleshy thighs and got a glimpse under her skirt too. She saw me seeing and adjusted herself. I didn’t have any. She’d spent a week explaining the opera to Sheena.We left on time the following day—no small feat considering we had four women--pausing to wave and pose for a few photos in the limo—me in my best tux and my women in formal gowns with some of their finest jewelry. Both wore their mink jackets, as well. Mother’s gown was concealed by her full length mink coat. I had given up trying to reason with her. The coat room wouldn’t take expensive furs because of the liability and sitting with a big. But I'm just trying to provide. I heard her talking in her sleep lastnight, while I layed next to her. Restless in bed. Daily routines running through my head. She feels I'm being distant. She thinks I don't want her, and that she has had enough of being second best. But that's not true. I love her so much, and my greatest pleasure, is her pleasure. I want her to know that so bad. I tryed to gentely wake her, but with no success. She looks so beautiful lying there peaceful, but I want her so. (Kat, in her full-dress leather police uniform and boots, had her face pressed against the glass in anticipation of what was about to transpire. Gina?s ex-husband shook his head and looked at the floor muttering ?What a sin. What a shame.?) In her final moments, Gina did not disappoint Kat, me or anybody else present for her final performance before an audience. Debbie then steeped forward and completed the final preparations for Gina?s execution: a ball-gag was secured in Gina?s mouth, a chin.