You look back to the secretary and she nods towards the rack of files in the waiting room. You walk over to the rack and look to see that all of the f...rms on it are the same, saying "CAREER APTITUDE TEST" along the top in bold print. You grab a form, a pen and a clipboard and sit down in one of the chairs to fill out the form.It all seems to be pretty run of the mill stuff except for the question about how you feel about wearing spandex. It doesn't take long before you are finished and you. -So, Juan, we think instead of gardening and looking after the car youshould be in charge of the cooking, maybe some dusting.-I don't want to do it.-Why not? Because you think it's women's work?-Well...-We think so, too.-We got you this- said Jerome.He handed me a gym bag. Inside there was a peach-colored skirt and blouse,a white apron, bra and panties, and black Mary Jane shoes and stockings.-But...-Come on, Juan. You know the deal, you either do this or get deported.Your call.I didn't want to. Not familiar with the women's increasing ability to know what their husband and to a lesser extent, each other, were doing, he just thought that one of them had seen them swimming. "Just barely," he sighed, setting the half-empty glass down and grinning at her."We've learned to stay away from the pool while Helen is swimming laps," Melissa chimed in, smiling at Helen."Physical education is part of a well-rounded education," Helen teased. "It just sometimes hurts a little more. Besides, they all. "Listen to me," he growled "you can do this easy way and submit to me. Or you can play it harder. And if you choose the hard route, I will NOT be merciful" I was breathing heavy. I needed to get out. His erection was pressing fully against me. I knew what was going to happen and I couldn't let it go this way. Thinking quickly I leaned in and bit his shoulder. He let me go and stood up and I fell off his lap. "You cunt!" He shouted. I tried to scramble to feet and get to the door but he grabbed.