If you're going to turn your cheating husband, a little experience with Michelle here will give you confidence. I suggest you order him to stand in fr...nt of you and work from there. wouldn't you like to inspect him?"Mistress Leelee seemed to understand the gravity of her situation then. "Yes. Stand right there and face me slave," she ordered as she pointed to a spot on the floor. She flexed the riding crop to get the feel of it. I stood and looked into her eyes as she sat on the edge of her. My bedroom and Beth's bedroom are upstairs in our house, with a shared bathroom between our rooms. Sometimes late at night, I get up to take a piss and Beth's light is still on. I ask her what she's doing and she says she's studying, which ain't no big surprise. But a few months ago, it was like 2 in the morning and her light was still on. What she didn't know was that she left the bathroom door cracked. I was very quiet when I went into the bathroom and didn't turn on the light, and then I. “There’s a party at the pool for some of the football players that are graduating.” I was struck by a very odd sensation at her words; I had never been to a party at the school, let alone one for the “cool k**s”. I didn’t have much time to focus, though, because right around the same time that Allison looked forward, Jennifer snaked her hand from her own crotch, and reached for the zipper on my jeans. “You know”, she said, and unzipped my fly. She reached her other hand though the zipper, and I. In her mind she would not be seen as aprincess to her Nanno and Nanna ever again. The Brat Princess only didwhat she was taught by the Nostalgia Queen. As she was bawling her eyesout she gave a royal decree. "Luka, don't you dare call me a crybaby."To Lori, her crying was so different than when Luke did. This situationwas serious. When Luke cried it was over something less than a glass ofspilt milk. He just did not like where the natural order of life shouldbe her way. Tears should not be shed.