Myhusband wants to cornhole Mr. Weinberger; and I don?twant my hubby, Bill, to injure his dick if Mr. Weinberger?s hole is too small,butI don?t want i... to be too big, either. Ms. Su, the receptionist at WeinbergerMotors, says that she went too far using the strap-on with her husband and she says there were detrimental effects. I don?t want myemployer to sue me? Pamela DearPamela...lube, lube lube...and larger and larger gradations of dildo will work,and slowly you will expand your boss's anus. I awoke the next morning realizing that eventually sleep had found me. I was smacked in the face with my heartbreak. Should I have told him how I felt about him when I had the chance? It probably wouldn't matter in the end. I didn't think he was a player at least it wasn't the impression I got through all our conversations. I lugged my sore legs out of bed, the punishment I had given them the previous night weighing heavy on them. Making my way to the kitchen I began to fill my coffee carafe. By the way, my name is Karen." Jiri," said Jiri, and they shook hands, a little awkwardly. Jiri could not place her accent; it could have been European, but was not a strong one. She was certainly not an Australian or a Kiwi.With that, she sat down in the seat opposite Jiri and gazed with rapt attention at the unchanging landscape. Silence returned to the carriage, and Jiri returned to his book.Jiri did not notice immediately, but Karen's posture always seemed a little awkward, and she kept. I want to partner with them to build a new hotel in India. Their senior management are in California next week to sign the contract and it is vital to me that everything goes well. To help establish the working relationship I have asked them to join me for dinner in the city on their first night here. The company is very ~ ahem ~ family orientated and they think I am married. That's where you come in.'He paused to stroke my stockinged leg before continuing.'You will be my wife for the night. I.