But after a second date, then I went on vacation for a few weeks, and by the time I got back her fires were cooled a bit, and we agreed to just be fri...nds.Made me wish I had never gotten married in the first place. But, that was the situation. And it wasn’t that bad, because my short lived relationship with Kristine lead to what happened next. Kristine told me the “just friends” thing privately at a club meeting, and I was fine with that. She didn’t want to fall in love, I thought I could have. He was an elf! Well, no wonder he was so pretty. The only other elf I had met had been an unbelievably gorgeous woman, Anya. I found out later that she was actually Titania, queen of the elves, husband of... ... oh shit... “Oberon,” I said, my voice coming out more harshly than I intended.“Thou hast the right of it,” he replied, bowing. “Oberon, king of the elves, and husband of Titania, who I believe thou knowest ... intimately.” He frowned at me.“Look ... Ron...” What was with my voice? I. Feminine, curly, flippyhair-dos, an extremely high voice and tacky, amateurish makeup with pinklipstick. Wearing nothing unless instructed by mistress or by mistress'smistress.Now that it has all been settled, the original narrative can be returnedto. I I kneeled cowering on my small pink futon in the corner of mymistress's room as she readily serviced her own mistress's boyfriend withan enthusiasm normally reserved for World Cup soccer matches and moonlandings. I looked on in silence as my. Oh, hi, yes, i’m looking for a pair of knee pads can you tell me where they are please? sure, follow me, we have several types, do you play volleyball? me? oh no. basketball? no, no. gymnastics, you look like a gymnast. i do? i asked him and giggled, no, i’m not a gymnast, then i remembered all the fun positions i’ve been in while having sex and smiled to myself. well, there are many types of knee pads for various sports, it’d help to know what you need them for when making a selection, he said.