You walked to your desk and sat down in your chair. You looked natural sitting there as you shuffled some unfinished work from the day around. Then yo... looked up and smiled that sly smile at me. ‘So this is where I sit every day when we chat and you make my panties all wet with the things you write me. I’m surprised the fabric doesn’t have some sort of permanent stain in it by now.’ I smile, knowing that what you are saying has a grain of truth to it. You always are telling me how wet you get. "Well, Mr. and Mrs. Addams, I think we have a diagnosis. I believe your wife is suffering from CFS or chronic fatigue syndrome," the doctor said. "What is that?" he asked. "Chronic Fatigue Syndrome is a very complex disorder and can be hard to diagnose and treat. Basically, it is a debilitating and overwhelming fatigue but can also have many other symptoms. The main thing is that the symptoms are not improved with bed rest and physical activity or mental exertion only makes it worse," the. It gets the slave used to the feeling of having a cock in their mouth, be they male or female; the benefits of that should be obvious.” That got a round of laughter from everyone but me. She continued.“And it is more humiliating for most slaves to have a penis shaped object wedged in their mouth as opposed to just a plain rubber ball, especially for male slaves.”“Oh, man, I want one of these, too!” Sherri said, holding up the black piece. Amelia added it to the order ‘sheet’. She then returned. He headed into the living room, to find Duane sitting there quietly, a glass in his hand. "You get everything worked out with Cory?" he asked, not detecting anything wrong."I guess," Duane replied dejectedly. "Cory's not going." Not going?" Jason asked, more than a little surprised. "What brought this on?" He's going to go to work at that place where he's interned the last couple summers," Duane shook his head. "They need him to start as soon as school is out. He didn't come out and say it, but.