"Terry I want you to meet Roger. Roger this Terry, my cuckold husband. You've seen each other before but were never formally introduced."I was peeved ...t the no hug and kiss thing and the cuckold husband comment but held my tongue. I had promise to be civil, of sorts."Hi Terry, nice to meet you." Roger held his hand out.I ignored it.Roger, my name is Mr. Wilkinson or Terrance, only Clarissa, friends and family call me Terry." TERRY!" How could you?"Roger turned towards Clarissa and held his hand. I asked for a dramatic eveninglook and I was not disappointed, she gave me smoky eyes, dark lips and awonderful complexion. I was so pleased by the wonderful lady she hadtransformed me into some of my fears almost evaporated. While Alice wassimilarly transformed, I splurged and got a manicure with a full set ofnails that were painted to match my lips. Once fully made up, we went toAlice's house to dress and where we would meet with some of her friendsbefore we went off to the club.Alice had a. Suddenly, Rose knew what was going on. Will kept going on about her innocence. How she never did anything to contradict him. How obedient she was, her skill at giving good blowjobs. Etcetera, etcetera. She started to freak out and look around the room. No one she knew. No one at all. She suddenly wished to be at home, in her school, anywhere where she could be safe. She stayed quiet nonetheless. It was already horrible as it was. No need to make it any harder. "So this is Rose.. She looked down at the valley."Maybe," she said. It was my turn to smile."You married?" she asked."No, divorced. Just a few months ago." You look like it pains you to say that." It's not easy. Hasn't been since it happened. I guess I'll get over it. Everybody seems to in time." I reckon," she said."Are you married," I asked her, since I couldn't see whether she had a ring on, because of her riding gloves."Maybe," she said.For a moment, we seemed to run out of things to say, and we stood there.