Robert was a damned good bowler, but his wife Pauline was just along for the ride. My wife Tina and I had discussed her budding bisexual interests, an... finally, she admitted to me that those feelings had intensified as of late. She was considering the possibility that Pauline might be a good candidate to start with.“Why?” Tina told me that on one occasion as she and Pauline were standing alone together in the kitchen, Pauline had simply said to her, "Kiss me." Now that got Tina's thoughts. FYI slut, you will always wear pink, it’s your colour for the rest of your life now.?Danielle went over to the table and grabbed a small device or piece of equipment, I couldn’t see which. She placed it behind her back and strolled over to me. She straddled me on the steel table and removed the gag from my mouth placing whatever she had between my trapped legs as she did so. I began screaming for help, she slapped me quickly laughing ?nice try, the only people who may hear you is my employees. " YOU'RE A WHAT?"She repeated what she'd said and then the tears came. I stood there like a bloody statue, looking and feeling very stupid until, with an obvious effort, she managed to control her emotions."He told me to give you this, Johnny. I know the gist of what he's written, but please don't blame me, Darling." She handed me a letter in a sealed envelope with my name on it. "I'll cook some breakfast while you read it." Dear Johnny." it began, "I know exactly how close you and Maureen are. Of course his wandering eyes did not stop there. Her legs were encasedin a set of silky, black seamed stockings. What Charles could not seewas the lace garter and garter belts that held up those two sexystockings. Ms. Hilliard's feet were wrapped with five inch black andgold stilettos and he could easily feel like he was in her shadow as shestood 6'2 or 6'3.Ms. Hilliard led him down another corridor all the way to her corneroffice. She opened the door to the office and led him in. It.