Once inside, we talked about the class we were in and also life in general. After a little bit, they asked me if I wanted to do something kinky with ...hem. Being a red blooded American male, I said sure, and they had me take off my clothes. They left the room to change into something more comfortable.They really surprised me when they came out. Both of them were wearing leather outfits, and Jane, the oldest sister, had a pair of handcuffs in her hands. Immediately, she pulled my arms behind. They were very complimentary about her; even thought they could not see her face. “Killer body! Whoo, hooo! Look at that ass! let’s see her tits!”Someone started playing some cheesy dance music as Peggy was led to the center of the room. She could barely see the shadowy figures thru her hood, but that was OK with her. She didn’t want to know who they were. She decided to play along, and make them think she was a pro, so there would be no suspicions as to her identity. She started to move to the. "OMG, this is incredible. My candy-assof a husband is being turned into what I always suspected he was. Nowonder it was so easy to make him a sissy, because inside he's been aqueer all along." Yeah," Link echoed. "Some of them are like that. In bed with theirwife but dreaming of getting cocked while they're humping her." Well," she declared, "him sticking his puny dick in me will neverhappen again. The little fruit stays in chastity and out of my bed,unless he's there to eat your spunk out. So she went out there and sorted through it - item by item. She found something way down at the bottom which, sure enough, shouldn't have been in there ... but how the trash man knew that that one item was in there at the bottom of the bin is beyond me. But he refused to empty our recycling bin TWICE MORE after the first time and after my wife had sorted through it. So my wife was legit furious. She went on crusade. She made phone calls, filed complaints, wrote nasty emails. It was tense around.