Once shafts of golden sunlight sparkled off the tile-clad façade pot marked with missing tiles like a jigsaw uncompleted, now tiles hold precariously...to the wall, their patina of grime relieved by aerosol graffiti and reflect only decay and abandonment. In the courtyard rats and mice scuttle under the watchful eye of a scrawny flea ridden cat to scavenge amongst the waist high weeds and border plants their roots using the years of neglect to reduce tiled pathways into a chaos of stones levering. You took advantage of me and I'm not happy about that. However, you did it with love and allowed me to lead the whole time. You didn't even get off. I really enjoyed myself and see no real harm. I forgive you."I was relieved but still nervous."Thank you. I'm really sorry." Okay. Now we come to a place that I'm not sure about. You put me under to give me false memories when I asked why you told me not to remember what you did while I was under. I understand that, but what about the blow job? Did. "Not now, Sweetheart," she said as her face broke into a smile. "You can do that as much as you want after you make an honest woman of me." Hmmm. Withholding sexual favors from your husband. I could always spank your butt for that." But you won't, at least not right now, because you're going to have to leave for work in ten minutes, and you won't have time to finish what the spanking would start," she said with a laugh."Well, there is that." So, what do I tell Diana?" Call her back. If she. Kelly had said my wife has a nice body and should flaunt it not hide it, and she should wear clothes that showed her firm body. Maybe it was the wine, or just the right timing, but before I knew it, Tish and Kelly were in our bedroom going through clothes, trying on this shirt with those pants, with these shoes. Heck, I had a fashion show going on for me as I just relaxed with another glass of wine.Before long, my wife stood in front of me with old knee length school skirt and a white.