I dressed while she sat and watched television in my robe. I found I actually had a good time shopping, finding the few clothes I knew she would need...before she could find some on her own. A couple of blouses, a pair of jeans, a pair of shoes, some socks, a few pairs of cotton panties, a heavy flannel nightgown and a robe, but no bras. I liked the idea of watching her jiggle.When I got home and laid them out on her bed, she looked at them and began crying, then came over to me and kissed me. 9 We arrived at the club and found a seat a waitress in a small skirt that was more like a pelmet came over and asked us what we wanted to drink, “a white wine and a coke” I said before he got the chance to order, she sashayed away to the bar, her buttocks clearly visible below the skirt, he watched her go, I slapped his hand, “hey, you are with me remember” I said, “and I thought we had an open relationship, after you and the waiter, well!, I’m gutted” he feigned disappointment but I ignored. She was hurt and in the enemy's' handsbut otherwise her head was clearing. What she saw seated before her disgusted.Her fate was to be decided by this flagrant violator of every code held dearby the fashion police. In defiance she shook back fallen strands of dark hairand glared at the one they called Gellius. Eager to please as a lap dog is for his dinner bowl Brocchus hoped to gainwhat favor he could by directly being of service and anticipating his leader'severy wish. "You mean those?" He. I want to see you crawl over to get this little present.”Without further complaint Simran dropped to her hands and knees and submissively crawled over to Sofia and took the fruit in her mouth, its sweet taste bitter to her right now. Feeling so powerful with her adversary at her feet Sofia took the opportunity to undo the silk belt from around her dressing gown and shed it, revealing her own splendid figure clad in only tiny, matching, tartan bra and panties. Even Simran had to admit that Sofia.