At the sound of the word 'run' Toby was on his feet and bounding down the stairs two at a time, handing his leash to Suzy to clip on, then they were o...t of the door, his special socks in a pouch attached to his leash.Toby was happy running alongside his new Mistress, occasionally slowing to sniff the air or Suzy's lycra-clad backside.RunningSuzy's usual route took her past the funny road-sign with the missing apostrophe opposite The Oak and then the village school, but today she had to stop to. What would be left ofit by the end of the night? Or after a week? Or a month? My wife tooka long, sleeveless, contoured shirt and helped me put it on, as if I wasso helpless or incompetent I couldn't do it by myself. She made sure Ididn't muss my hair. When it was pulled down over the corset it clung asif I actually had a waist that small. The panties were tight enough tocompress my man parts. The shirt didn't cover my crotch and it appearedthat I didn't have anything more down there. Heart disease runs in your family. I won't marry a guy who isn't committed to giving me a golden anniversary."Jeff's eyes darted up, to the side, down, at me, and his face went through a series of expressions. I couldn't help it; I started to laugh."What's so funny?" he asked."It was almost like a cartoon. I could see the thoughts pass across your face."'Does she really expect me to do this? How much time will I have to put in a day? Would she really call off the wedding if I don't? Am I. When this all went to court, the three skinheads were sentenced to jail and after the judge hits his table with his Hammer of Justice, the last skinhead said loudly for everyone to hear, ?You are sentencing fellow Canadians. Soon, these gypsies will own all your property.?After many days passed, the gypsies were dancing and singing at night. Not far from where they were, was actually the suburbs and many people who have passed by the Gypsy Area, wished that it was those bloody skinheads who.