I knew this is what she needed, a strong hand to rule her life. Her waste of a husband could never give her what she needed and desired. So she went o...t looking and fell into my clutches. I loved to taunt her husband with the knowledge that it was his own inferiority that lead her to me, that he was responsible for all the suffering I was bringing them."Stand up and strip. Take that silly dress off. I want to see you." Standing, I watched my plaything remove her dress standing naked before me.. She returned 5 minutes later. ‘Mmm … that’s better. That was quite a mess you made Bill … very impressive for an old perv’ ‘Hey … guilty as charged on the second part but less of the old please! … Listen Suzy that was awesome maybe we could do this again sometime’?‘Yes please Bill that would be great. I was married 8 years and the useless sod couldn’t even find my clitoris never mind my G spot. You found both in less than 10 minutes. I’d love some more of that please’‘I’d rather find. Abby is first but she always was a heavy sleeper and when she sees the two of us talking she goes into her suspicious mode and asks all sorts of questions, best part is not one of them involve either of us sharing a bed or having sex so no awkwardness or lying first thing in the morning. Abby and Marta spend the rest of their Sunday together hanging out and talking while I end up tending to Beth who decided that drinking was a good idea last night and now feels like her head weighs about as. I would have expected her to reply, apologising for her attitude when we met together, but there was nothing. I sent her a note to Bryn’s address expressing sorrow that we parted so acrimoniously and hoping she’d cleared up the business of the letters, also reminding her of my email address. But there was no response, and I wondered if that note had been intercepted as well.Another week, and it was Easter. The week before Easter, Gordon told me that Sally had sent in the Acknowledgement of.