I am married to a beautiful woman named Lauren that is 5' 3" and about 112 lbs. She has blond hair and a fun loving personality. She has always been v...ry shy about wearing attractive clothes that show off her figure. Just nice classy clothes not sexy clothes. Over the years of our marriage I have bought her a number of nice dress skirts and light cotton skirts in the summer. At first she was inhibited in wearing them but she has awesome legs and I love to see the skirts on her. Last year I. . She smiled at her thoughts. Of course a teacher or artist could be a Dom, she reminded herself. In fact, she doubted whether anyone couldn’t be a Dominant. Or a sub for that matter. Not based solely on their job, anyway. It had more to do with their demeanour, she guessed. Like, ‘how they held themselves physically, and how they related to others’. Yes, that makes more sense. “Er, excuse me,” the businessman beside her said, catching her unawares. “Yes?” Elaine asked. . " Vanessa pointed over to a small booth in the corner. "That's where these people place their bets on who will win." I noticed two banners hanging over the booth, one with a list of male wrestlers and one with a list of female wrestlers."How do you win or lose here?" I asked my girlfriend."It's pretty standard. You apply to basic wrestling rules. Each match is best two out of three falls. You have to win one fall by pin or submission. The other fall you must bring your opponent to orgasm.". The first ones weren’t interested, but the third talked to her. ‘Thirty-five,’ they’d said. Yes, they could use her, but it wouldn’t be like before. ‘You’ll have to do more,’ they had told her. ‘Hey,’ Lisa called to her, ‘dreamgirl,’ she prodded, and Linda turned to the reflection. ‘Before you drift off, let’s go check for the morning stuff, okay?’ Abashed, Linda nodded, and looked at the dark-haired beauty before her, her eyes travelling from the sultry dark eyes to the erect nipples, the.