““Oh shit,” Natalia said shocked, “That’s even worse! Getting sick from drinking without getting drunk!”“Uh huh,” said Ellen, “From ...ow on I’ll make sure that your fridge is filled with some decent wines until you know what to buy.”“Tell Ellen you’ve gotten a connoisseur thrown in with the last deal.“Natalia had to chuckle when she read Pamela’s remark and she really had the urge to banter back but somehow it would look stupid. Plus the fact that Ellen would’ve missed out on Pamela’s remark.She. The Robesonian, which Missy the instigative reporter hasMissy had done her part to dress the part, especially when the employees gathered outside in the parking lot for a cookout at the Robesonian. Among the staff attending was, Missy, the pretty brown-haired reporter with the straight hair. Her light brown long strands touched and whipped around the shoulders of her light blue cotton dress. Ed had made arousing sighting part of his memory bank an Art, Missy made it easy to share such a bare. "I see you are still hard," she said ironically. "I suppose, I should go on screwing you, you horny bitch."But, Mistress Wanda did not start screwing her slave. Instead, she lifted her body up on Michelle's hips and sat erect on her property. The Dominatrix drew up her shapely legs until her feet were resting lightly on Michelle's chest. The full weight of the powerful woman bore down upon Michelle's hips, sinking them even deeper into the bed. Michelle's face was a mask of helpless misery.. "This wasn't meant to happen, this should beimpossible." Sorry isn't good enough," she huffed and waved away my protests."We have no choice about this. We'll just have to get used to livingas each other. My poor Allen" she cried "You've destroyed 30 years ofmy happy marriage. The least you can do is try and be as good as wifeas I was. No one can ever know about this. I'll come over tomorrowafter school and we can give each other a crash course on each otherslives until we figure out what we.