"NO!"Then Barb smiled and said "Now ladies, you know that's not strictly true. He does get to say 'I do'."She patted my hand. "Run along, Jimmy, we've...got this."I did what any good general does when he finds himself outnumbered, outgunned, and at a tactical disadvantage. I quit the field, taking Barbs' husband Don and introducing him to the Black Dog.I've often wondered since then how women manage to manufacture the illusion that men are actually in charge of anything....I got there early, and. Within one week hubby had to travel to Singapore on business and I retained more and more guys. Even my s*s-in-law know these all. While my hubby was away, I joined CAFD which means Computer Aided Fashion Designing in Brickell which is run by Michelle Adams group of Paris. The most attracting thing in that institute is that there is no dress code at all and even my interview was conducted while I was wearing only a string thong. I joined that course. Course timing was till noon and after that I. “Get over here you little whore and let me hurt you with this thing and then let’s see if you’re a real woman who can take it up the arse, your friend here has no hope.” he spits at Jen.If Jen had had something less valuable than a camera in her hands at the time, she would have killed him with it.“Hold your horses big man, I’m the director around here, now shut the fuck up and do exactly as I say.” Jen never has taken that kind of stuff from men and she wasn’t going to start with him, she. .yanked down. He does this forcefully, making my sensible loose fitting jeans fling down where they pool at my ankles. I gasp at this as I feel the cool air on my bare legs while my lacy blank panties are plainly seen to everyone of them. All I do in response of this is to let out a soft whimper as I still try to tell myself that this isn't really happening. That all these men aren't looking at my bare legs and panties.A groan comes out of me now as I then feel my panties forced down. He grabs.