For Jack, Dr. Zaaijer convinced him to do lots of stretching typeexercises to relieve the pain in his back and shoulders.. Jack wouldtake Pilates cla...ses and do all sorts of non-impact stretching exercises.Thus both Jack and Mikie would be spending more time together. True theyhad been spending a lot of time at home, but they weren't talking to eachother. Now Dr. Zaaijer encouraged them to talk to each other on the wayto and back from the gym. Dr. Zaaijer used his influence to make. He took one look at me and immediately pulled me in the door and dragged me, by the arm into the den, cautioning me not to make too much noise and wake up Johnny at 4:30 a.m.He closed the den door and commenced to scold me like I was still 16 years old. "inconsiderate ... lousy mother ... slut ... little bitch" were just some of the words he used. "Look at yourself!" he yelled.I looked into the full length mirror on the den door and shuddered. I must have still been pretty drunk when I had. "Before you go," I said, "there is one more thing you need to do. Turn around, bend over, and put your hands on the bed."As I went to get the next size up butt-plug, she asked, "At work, sir?" Anywhere I want you to," I said, and inserted the butt-plug in her. I gave her the lubricant and said, "You can take it out if you have to go to the bathroom, but you need to put it back when you are finished. Do you understand?" Yes, sir," she said."Then have a good day at work," I told her, gave her a. Tim stared at her hopefully without lifting his head from the pillow and she smiled at him and gave him a nod. "Ok," Gwen whispered, "you can get up, but don't wake your sister up while you're getting dressed. I'll have breakfast ready in just a few minutes, ok?" Ok mommy," Tim whispered back as he threw off his blankets and sat up on the edge of the bed.Gwen closed the door and headed for the living room just as she heard a short scream from her oldest daughter. "Perfect timing," Gwen muttered.