The incessant urging of my bladder to be relieved forced me into the bathroom. By the time I had that first of the day piss and brushed my teeth, Mom ...as sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for me with coffee in hand.After exchanging good morning kisses, Mom put her arm around me, hugging me close. We chatted for a while before getting to the main topic on her mind.“You weren’t very nice last night, Rick, calling those women a waste of sex organs.”“Mooo-oom, “ I whined. “They were awful.. Her thin coat of perspiration turned to full on sweat. She was on fire. Her thighs were searing with pain. This fuckin hurt! The nipple clamps were like a trip to the ice cream parlor compared to this! He relished the slightly sadistic side of his personality. To see a woman give of herself willingly and entrust herself to his care, created a low hum and vibration inside. She looked absolutely beautiful; naked and laid bent over before him, wrists bound, blindfold on, with a rosy color. The hot water cascaded down her body as she washed herself with a wash rag filled with soap. She even shampooed her hair ruining her hairdo from a beauty shop the other day. Putting on a silky gown that fell to mid thigh, she turned out all the lights and climbed into bed. She took a mild sedative so she wouldn’t awaken in the morning and fell asleep almost instantly. That night she had no dreams.Awakening around eleven am, she felt rested. She smiled to herself feeling her old self again.. I had never heard the song, but it was beautiful, and when Dennie took me in her arms to lead, I felt that same strange twinge in my chest and crotch that I felt when I met her. I hated to admit to myself but Dennie was better company and more intelligent than my stupid husband ever could wish to be, and I was beginning to thoroughly enjoy my time with her. I repeat...'God, why couldn't she be a man?'We had been at the club for 2 ½ hours and being held firmly in Dennie's arms was the highlight.