But at the end of the season, he was sitting on the bench. He hadn't caught a single touchdown, he had dropped too many catches and couldn't get away ...rom any of the coverage.To say the rest of the team disliked him would be an understatement. He had brought all of it on himself, with his bragging and calling out others on the team."Better get it right tomorrow," one of his teammates said as they passed him in the locker room.Gerald only nodded. He got his clothes in order then went out the. "Hold the sides of yourmother-in-law's skirt," she said. "Out wide. Step out here in the open, sothat you are showing everyone how your wife has got you dressed today."An audible bleat escaped his throat as he did as he was told, trying tocatch the sides of his pink skirt then holding it out sideways."Wider! Right out to the sides!"The emasculated male stood in front of everyone, his face a deep red abovehis white blouse ruffles and his stockings pressed together."Turn, slowly, so that we can. Troy is moving away today. His truck is packed and he’s heading out any minute now. To be quite honest, I’ve been a bit sad that he’s leaving. Part of that is that I’ve formed a bit of an attachment to him as a person but partly also because this signifies the end of any possibility of me having sex with him in the future if we’re so inclined. My hubby and I went over to Troy’s parents last night so have a drink with him and say good-bye. Troy was very quiet, obviously a bit sad or stressed. I laced up my boots and repeated the information to myself silently. I wouldn’t have needed it, though. They had seared themselves into my brain the first time he gave them to me. I wouldn’t even be a second too late tomorrow.“Oh, and Isobel?” he called just as I was leaving.I stopped and looked over my shoulder at him.“Leave the panty hose at home tomorrow, too, or I will use it to tie your ankles to the office table.”He watched the effect those words had on my body even as I fought for.