I went to the living room and got Mistress Cindy’s wine glass and hurried back upstairs. I noticed that even though my legs hurt terribly that I w...s getting better at walking in the heels. When I got back upstairs Mistress Cindy said that I looked the part of a true sissy slut now and that the score keeping began after Mistress Jan left. Over the next 24 hours I had 3 strikes to lose. If I 3 strikes or less then She would put plan A into effect at 9:00 tomorrow, if you have more than 3. The 18 from Morocco were to return on Monday as well. It was the start of our retraining of all 500 of the embassy personnel. Next week would be busy again.Saturday morning we had a long breakfast at the gym refreshment center with the four homeless girls. We learned a little more about them and I'm sure they did about us.Jenny wanted to spend more time in the gym today. I volunteered to watch the boys. It was the first time I had been able to sit with them by myself for more than a few minutes. I went to the doctor today for my annual checkup and she told me I was pregnant. I'm forty-four years old. I'm too old to get pregnant." Apparently not. How far along are you?" I asked."It's not funny Jeff. The doctor told me just over two months. What are we going to do? What about the girls when they find out?" One thing at a time. First we are going to get married. Do you love me enough to marry me?" Of course I do you stupid man. I've always loved you." That part's settled. As for the. I expected she'd let the guy get her worked up and we'd fuck my suspicions away.His hands went to her bum, cupped it, and kneaded it. She arched her back and moaned. The deep, husky way she moaned when I touched her.My blood started to bubble like the coke in my tumbler. If only there was some ice, I could add to it like my drink.The fleece was hurriedly pulled off and tossed to the side. His fingers danced along her blouse, buttons parted under his touch. I sipped my drink through clenched.