I told my wife that I thought she was a pretty girl and my wife agreed with me.Later into the night my nurse came into the room I was half asleep and ...y wife spoke to her they where talking about babies and breast feeding. I heard them talking about when they get full of milk that they start to hurt and need to be emptied. Seems like the nurse had not brought her pump to work so she was in discomfort. My wife was telling her things she did to help the discomfort, and told her how one time I. She hit upon the idea of visiting people at their homes, to cut and style their hair and it was through this one of the first customers she chose to ask was Roy. At this point in time I can honestly say that when Roy agreed the only thing on his mind was having his hair cut and I suspect the only thing on Liz’s mind was using Roy as a guinea pig to see how long it would take to cut someone’s air in their kitchen and to test out her prices.On the day in question, at 9 AM in the morning, Lizzie. I braced myself for punishment, but to my surprise, my mistress gently took my hands. “Pet…” She said, gently but accusingly. “Bras are for women with tits, like these!” Without warning, Susan placed my open palms on her massive globes. I went weak at the knees and almost started drooling, as my fingers tensed around her firm, supple flesh. As quickly as it started though, my hands were pulled away. “Now do as you’re told.” Susan said, still unsettlingly gentle, as she unclipped the leash. They darted into the alcoves, slipping their feet into armoured boots and their hands into the armoured gauntlets. They both hit the thumb buttons in the gauntlets at the same time and the robotic arms moved down, fixing the armour plating into place. John moved his thumb to his palm on his left hand and a rippling series of clicks confirmed that he was sealed in the armour, just as the Phalanx helmet dropped into place over his head.“Shit, the guns!” John swore as he dashed out onto the.