"The look of sadness on her husband's face tore at Karen's heart. Sherushed to him and hugged him tightly."Oh, honey, don't worry, everything will be ...lright," Karen said closeto tears. She hugged him tighter, savoring the smell of his wet clothingmingled with his man scent. Karen could feel her panties becoming moist.She pushed the thought from her mind that would be the last thing Johnwould want to do at the moment."John, what if we can't find a way to change Chris back? Would you. Can you come over for dinner on Wednesday night?"There was more to the story? But who was I to refuse having dinner with such a beautiful woman? I flipped the pages of my paper desk calendar. Wednesday had "Bowling?" as a notation, but seeing Elizabeth again would be better than a three hundred score. And maybe I'd score with her. Nah, no chance with a woman like that. "Wednesday would be fine." Reese's skirt was in a circular pile around her feet. Her panties were sheer, almost see-through.. "No", Daddy say simply and firmly, "you were allowed one kiss only, bad slut. Lay down on your back, on the floor, head between my feet." Daddy isn't angry, yet his displeasure is palpable, he expects much better self-control from his sluts. She blushes furiously and lays down as instructed, waiting, grateful that she's not in the corner. Daddy smiles at the remaining sluts, and finally makes his choice, the soft and compliant little filipina with the long black hair and big dark-brown eyes.. She knew that Matsuko was likely to outlive her and possibly her daughter as well, but still felt that she had a duty to visit and to make sure she was well.I think, though she didn’t say so, that she was afraid if she stopped coming, that Matsuko would take that final step, and there would be no one to visit anymore. The thought of Matsuko going home again to Japan, starting over, made her a little sad at the thought of not seeing her again, but it made her happy to know that her Sobo would.