Where the hell was Lana?"Ryan!" Mary Jane shouted. "It's two thirty in the morning. Where is your wife?" I don't know." I do. She's at Bart's house pu...ling a train. Do you know what that means? She's gangbanging all your so-called friends. You're a laughingstock-a cuckold too stupid to know his wife is cuckolding him. Wake up, Ryan!" I'm awake," I said.Her voice was low and cold now. "No, you're not. Everyone knows about her but you, and everyone who knows her does her. Do you like being. As we looked around, she asked me whether I wanted to dress up entirely as a woman to see what it felt like. I only had to think for a split-second before saying that I would like to try it, and she took me by the hand leading me into a Payless discount shoe store."They don't have clerks to fit you in here," she explained, "all the shoes are out on shelves to try on."She asked me what size men's shoe I wore, and she mentally translated into women's size. I looked around at all the women's shoes. My mind was still on the worker and I felt ashamed and silly when a glimpse of thoughts that I should seduce him again. The next day we met at the office and when it’s convenient to talk, he approached me and said, “Mrs., I am sorry I embarrassed you last night. I really can’t help it. Please don’t be angry with me.” (he spoke in halting English). I told him I wasn’t angry at all but I felt tempted to tell him that he is most welcome to touch my breasts. That’s how it works in our clan. The wife is in charge of the household and selects any additional wives or concubines. The only exception is any captured slaves I bring home. They can remain as part of our household for up to a year, although we release most of them from our household quickly so they have a better chance to find a husband.” I then explained a bit more about the way things worked in our clan.“So you have the right to take us to bed if we want to be your slaves?” the oldest girl.