"What?"The doctor looked at the data on his computer, then he looked at the woman, trying to be sympathetic. "When we have an extreme case, such as y...ur husband's, it sometimes takes ... extreme measures." Extreme measures?" The woman was concerned and confused."Yes. Normally, we administer a shot to counter the effects of the pills. This usually cures the problem. However," he shook his head, "your husband didn't respond. Given the overdose," he added, "I'm not surprised. So we had to. Probably less than a thimbleful. No mess. And completely sterile. I've had it tested! Oh its quite wonderful. The next best thing to castration. My impotent little slave maid. He can't penetrate me. He can't even get hard. So how can he object to me divorcing him and moving in a real man? How can he object doing whatever I tell him if he wants to stay with me. And you do want to stay with me, don't you my pet?{oui!}Louder!{OUI!}{laughter and more applause}Good now lick you plate clean.. “Wow, a Cadillac. I thought you were going to rent a Dodge Mini Van?” Claudia asked, carrying their suitcase out the front door.“I was going to but noticed the Caddy for rent too so I decided to get this one instead. I like driving Cadillacs, but even with our money, I wouldn’t buy one of these. I priced a new one, basic model, compared to the top of the line Grand Caravan R/T. We could buy two Caravans for the price of one Escalade.”Dan put the suitcase in the back then Mel came out with two. ”Ariel laughed. “Oops. I’ll fix the settings for sure. But how does that even work? I mean what would happen if I put my hand under your skirt right now?”“Rule is ya stay outside clothes til money changes hands. We’re close enough though. Go ahead and try.”Hulda opened her legs. Ariel gingerly reached out her hand. Her hand traveled up along Hulda’s warm thigh, under the skirt. She reached further and her hand met the dry, featureless skin at the junction of Hulda’s legs. Ariel pulled her hand.