I kept wondering if she had sexy feet. Yes, you could say I have a minor fetish for sexy feet on a woman. It's not something I obsess about, it just a...ds to things if she has sexy bare feet.Finally my meal was gone and I didn't want to leave! I procrastinated over two cups of coffee before I finally had to piss. When I returned I damn near went into a panic. She was gone and so was the car she had been sitting in! Glancing about, I noticed the table was empty where her mother had her little. She answered few questions and later on started to cry, i said sry aunt i shud not have started this topic and i consoled her after sometimes she started to tell me everything, i know what she saying is true that her husband is not giving her enough attention both mentally and physically.And on vacation days when he was here he will be sleeping continuously he even forgot our marriage day and saying this she was uncontrollably sobbing i felt sry for her i said come let’s move to the balcony as. It made her feel funny when he said that, turned on, but also oddly acquiescent. She was a good girl, or at least she tried to be, and she was pleased when he praised her for her good behavior. Serving her Alpha was her primary purpose after all, the greatest aspiration of all Borealans.“Now I want ‘you’ to say it,” he said, a sly smile curling his lips. “Who’s my good girl?”“I-I am,” she stammered, her heart beating so hard that it was making her chest wobble in her frilled brassiere.Her toes. .. that sort of thing?"The look on my face must have been pretty emphatic, because he immediately asked me what was wrong. "Oh, nothing," I murmured, walking to the desk and beginning the task of entering all the passwords into the computer. I felt one of the old telltale tears slide down my cheek, and he more or less ordered me to tell him what the matter was."Brenda told me I'd never have to think about the money again," I said quietly. "But I should have known that was impossible..."And.