“Relax? Your husband just kissed me! I’m not going to relax, I’m getting Mike and Julie and getting the hell out of here!” mom shouted.She sta...ted to get up but my uncle grabbed her waist and pulled her back down.“Carol, Carol, come here, I’m sorry, don’t run off,” my uncle said gently as he rubbed his hands up and down my mother’s arms.“Jim was just trying to relax you Carol,” my aunt said.“No, he kissed me, I know what he did,” mom replied.“Ssshhhh, just let yourself go Carol,” my uncle. They weren't chic outfits, but we were friends living together. Trying to be fashionable all the time isn't a relaxed way to live. Mel and Amy believed in comfort. I agreed with them. Once we were dressed we went back downstairs and made supper. It was already 7:30 so Mel suggested salads and garlic toast. Working together, dinner was ready in less than five minutes. We ate in the kitchen. Again, comfort was more important than style. We'd just finished cleaning up when the telephone rang. Amy. I found that and told him ‘Papa you can move to my side and scrub that if its convenient for you’. He said ‘In fact thats better idea, or else i’ll put all the soap in my eyes’. After saying this , he moved to my right side and now he could almost see my small black bushes in my triangle.But as usual he did not notice that. That small chair was lying there. Without asking him a word , i kept my right leg over that pretending that it would be easier for him to scrub my legs from bottom till the. The evening continue with my Queen and friends asking me for more drinks orsome food, taking picture of me, asking me to do different tasks without getting much further. Around 8:30pm my Queen goes "Ladies, would you like to have more fun then jus that? Because if you want it can go much further" as she reach in a drawer next to the couch and whip out a butplug. "Would any of you would like to shove it in my good boy". I get on all four as my Queen says this. Annie being a bit tipsy standsup ,.