At 8:06 he pulled slowly onto the entrance ramp to I-80 heading east. As he shifted up, he took a sip of the coffee, and finding too hot, so he quickl... tried to put it down. As he was pulling onto the interstate lane, he was trying to put the mug down, but couldn’t find the holder. Briefly, no more than two seconds, he looked down to place the mug in its holder. As he did, the clock on the dash changed to 8:07 in the dark evening. ~~~~~ Clarence Jones was pissed off. The foreman at the Circle. “You have a very feminine looking ass Andy”. He took more pictures. “What’s your wife’s name Andy?”“Jenny”“Well Andy,” as he groped and squeezed my ass cheeks, “You’re now officially cheating on Jenny and it’s time for you to pay a little for being a bad husband”.He had me stand up and lead him to the kitchen/dining room. I had already moved the chairs from one side of the small, sturdy country style kitchen table. He then had me sit on the edge of the table and lay back. My panties were at my. " WHAAAAAAAAAT?" blurted Lexi."You see, the cocaine I supplied Shayna is mixed with granular hormones,Sir Dom explained. Plus, the wires that were connected from her fake titsto her real nipples pumped hormone fluid directly to her nipples. Everytime something brushed her fake nipple, the hormone liquid would secretethrough the wire and into her body. However, the shot I just gave her,was 100 percent pure hormone. Shayna turned her head backwards enough to give Sir Dom a blank stare.She KNEW. . Hand them to me." A small, hesitant hand offered the whiteshiny underwear, pulling out modestly the shower curtain."Perfect. Time to wash up. Do your hair also, there's all you need in thesoap dish."It took five minutes and the water stopped."Not good enough. Soap yourself down more thoroughly, especially where itgets dirty..."He had another go at cleaning himself up, insisting on his armpits, hiscrotch, and his backside. Then he turned the faucet off."I hope you've done a good job. Mrs.