2.Leaving the house I drove away and checked into a hotel for the night returning home at my scheduled time to a warm welcome from my wife.It was abou... six months later when the roles were reversed and Karen was the one away on a weeklong convention. She came home two days early and I never heard her enter the house. I certainly jumped though when a camera flashed several times and I turned to see her standing in the doorway to the living room snapping shot after shot with the camera she had. The grip feels nice in your hand. As you hold the gun memories flood into you. You suddenly feel like you could take the gun apart and rebuild it with ease. You are also entirely sure that you are quite the marksman. Though, even thinking back to these memories you can only seem to grasp the knowledge and skills they contain.You wander the planet aimlessly, your muscles ache and your stomach growls. As you come over a hill you see what appears to be a battlefield. It is covered with spider-like. We sat on the back deck and shared a glass of sweet white wine. It was about 65* outside, pretty warm in the mountains for this part of November. The sun was shining bright and warm. We talked and looked up the mountain behind my house. I had to show you something amazing and asked if you wanted to go for a walk up the mountain. You seemed very excited to go on this hike. We left the nearly empty glasses and started our climb. The path we took isn’t very steep. We talked as we walked. You see, that was how our relationship had started. We had been friends for a while and then one night we started chatting about sexual quirks/fetishes and i completely opened up to him about wanting to be dominated. And part of that he liked. Controlling what a girl wore. So I asked him what would you have me wear and he chose that outfit for me. We sexed a few times after that and …our relationship just kind of developed from that. He stepped through the door and kissed me on the lips. Is.