She stood me in front of the full length mirror and chained my feet and arms behind me so I couldn’t move and I was forced to look at myself.“How ...o you feel Sally?”“Ridiculous,” I choked out in my falsetto voice.“Well then you’re just going to have to stand there until you learn to appreciate your diaper and your new self a bit more. I was left there for about five minutes standing face to face with what I had become. When she finally came back I was ready to do anything to get away from that. "Of course I'm aware of that, but Lori could have moved in here. This house is plenty big enough, what with three bedrooms. Instead you're moving into a pokey little flat!" Mum, Mum" I answered in a conciliatory tone, trying to ignore the fact that she had used the words 'plenty big enough' which never failed to annoy me. If I'd had a dollar every time I'd heard those words, I could be a rich man. She never said "large enough" or just "big enough", but always "plenty big enough" with the. This lady was a fucking sexual b**st and surprised the hell out of me more than once.Every year me and 6 or so buddies go up to Alaska to go fishing for big King salmon. We have a favorite fish camp where we go, only accessible by float plane. As the crow flies, the camp is about 90 air miles north east of Anchorage. We usually fly in to Anchorage and spend the night at a motel, then fly up to the camp the next day. As tradition, we go to the Bush Company strip club the first night and blow. Jeff came by the house one night after dinner. Tina was giving the kids a bath and I asked him if he was hungry and wanted something to eat we had plenty left. He made a sandwhich and said we need to talk. I told Tina I would be right back and she said that's fine. We walked out to the garage behind the house where I was working on my 68 mustang I had just got. I got Jeff and myself a beer from the fridge in the garage and we sat down to talk. "Well, I guess we need to do something about it.".