We rode the bus home together, but we had to walk a few blocks to get to his house. Unfortunately, that day it was raining pretty hard, and we both go... drenched. You could kind of see through my top, so when we got to his house, his older sister gave me a new one. His mom was in the shower and then her and Phillips sister were heading out. Because of this, I had nowhere to change except for Phillips room. I told him to turn around and quickly took my soaked top off. While I was changing, I. 81. Piss on your husband right before you leave for a date.82. Shit on your husband right before you leave for a date.83. Deny your husband sex for long periods of time.84. Deny your husband all sex, even masturbation.85. Allow your husband only masturbation.86. Let a big dog fuck your husband.87. Walk around your house naked but deny your husband sex.88. Watch porn movies, masturbate but deny your husband sex.89. Masturbate in front of your husband while you tell him the details of your sex. I thought it over. It was pretty kinky but I decided it was something different and it might be fun, so I agreed. And of course, there was the money.It was a Sunday morning. Jose sent his manservant to pick me up and bring me to his hi rise. By prearrangement, I wore the uniform. White, short sleeve blouse, red school skirt, white bra and panties, white socks and sneakers. For effect, I brought along a couple of schoolbooks. It's a nice touch and adds to the believable innocence factor.When we. O’Connor nodded. “It’s been a very long day,” she whispered back. “Give me a second to put this stuff away.” She took the bags into the kitchen. They both had the Piggly Wiggly pig on them and proclaimed that Mrs. O’Connor was ‘big on the pig!’ I always laughed when I saw that.She came back in and flopped down on the sofa. “I feel like going to sleep myself!” she sighed.“How was the trip?” I asked.“Good. It was very nice. We flew to London for a week, and then we went over to Ireland, and then.