The phone rang and I answered, it was my husband to say his plane had touched down, 'What are you doing', he asked me, a sharp keen edge to his voice,...'I am getting ready darling', I responded deliciously, genuinely excited by the prospect of what lay ahead.'Did you shave as he asked you to', I did not answer immediately, instead choosing to subject myself to another submissive surge of obedience, 'Yes Darling, everywhere', was my answer, meaning not just my pubis, but under my arms also,. 16. I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Light than Kay.17. I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.18. I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.19. How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear or understand a word they said?20. I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars team up to prevent a jerk. Jamie estimated there were seven or eight thousand teenagers in the stadium and he made sure the techno-wizards who were filming panned round to capture the numbers of spectators.Somehow the techies had managed to work out how to broadcast the match live onto the Internet and Jamie had put a link on the Surviving in Scotland web site for anyone who was interested in following the event.Only months before, an occasion like this would have been completely different. Both halves of the Old Firm. She grasped my foot and asked if that caused any pain. I said it didn’t. Then she grasped me around the ankle, squeezed it a bit, and asked her question again. My response was the same. Then she went higher….onto my lower thigh, and repeated her question and I again said there was no pain. Then her hands went around my upper thigh with one of her hands flicking gently through my boxers against my balls as she did. THAT got the attention of my already half erect cock which responded as one might.