I walked into her restaurant and demanded to see the chef. She thought she was going to be confronted by an irate customer and was surprised to see me...on my knee, holding up an open box. The diamond twinkled in the candles of the closest tables.“Sandy, love of my life, will...”Well, I think that’s about as far as I got before she dove on me so hard she knocked us both to the floor. She yanked so hard on the box it flew out of my hand and landed under a table. We were on hands and knees. "I don't think I want to be associated in any way with what's going on here. If you allow that punk to feel up and probably fuck your 13-year-old daughter, I want nothing to do with any of you." After what we did?" Carol protested."You dumb bitch! That was years ago, and we were adults!" I replied.With that, I turned and walked out.Carrie followed me to my car crying. With tears streaming down her cheeks, she pleaded with me. "Uncle, please don't be mad at me too. I don't do that. I promise.. She told me about how she ran into an old friend she hadn’t seen in years. Barbara, her friend had invited her to a pleasure party that Friday night. My wife accepted the invitation, attended the party and came home with an awesome vibrator. It twisted, rotated, gyrated and worked very well. Barbara’s friend Dianna who hosted the party personally demonstrated how to use one just like it. Dianna got naked, sat in a chair and proceeded to fuck herself with every available setting on the device.. It will help you get used to the idea of others seeing you dressed in a skirt.” “I will tell her that we are both going to a fancy dress party dressed as maids, and you are shy, and need your confidence building.” Sue tightened her grip around my waist; I could see in the mirror her right hand raise the slipper. Then the slipper started its tattoo of sharp spanks on my exposed cheeks. The spanking went on and on, Sue was clearly excited about the prospect of Linda’s visit, and I suspected,.