And, um… maybe, like, fifty bucks?” “Sorry, kiddo. You still owe me money—and you’re not going anywhere without Rebecca,” her mother in...isted firmly, sighing in exasperation and gesturing her daughter forward for a hug. “I need to go get ready. Do you want me to get you the glue, or do you just want to use my disposable ones?” “…The glue, please,” Emily answered meekly, stepping forward to embrace her mother. “And… Sorry for calling you old. You’re not really old, and you did look great. *****Daytime arrived, and Sara was already in the shower when I woke up,still in a state of blissful shock over what had happened just a fewhours earlier. I looked over at my phone at was stunned to see it wasalready after 10 a.m., and my mother had texted me multiple times askingwhere I was.I texted her back assuring her I was fine and that I'd be home later,then got out of bed and started putting on my dress from the nightbefore."No you don't," Sara said, emerging from the bathroom in a light. Guests began arriving and raved – many of them had become friends of mine apparently after my 'fall from grace' and had never seen the condo. Some of them I remembered on sight. Others I pretended to remember. The girls from the store arrived, dressed to impress most of my classmates – which they did quite charmingly well – and KimKim's co-workers were properly awed into apoligising for their earlier rudeness.I heard a familiar voice behind me. "So you had to do this the night I came home."I. On the Sunday, following our all-day session, my wife rang to say that her flight was held up and she would not be home until Tuesday. I rang Christian. ‘Come at once, then,’ he said. I really didn’t want to but some urge inside dragged me there.In the study, Christian was stood by his desk holding a giant plastic hand dildo. ‘The prolapse is within sight,’. I still didn’t believe this was happening. He caressed my face and for the first time kissed me passionately on the lips. He then started.