“None of your business,” I said. “I just have a couple of errands to run.”“Ooh, mysterious errands,” she said, walking into the bedroom. �...�Are you going to get a Christmas present for little old me?”“Should I?” I said, putting on my best innocent look.She sidled up next to me, took my arm, and wiggled around a little bit. “Well, I’ll be thinking of you while you’re gone,” she said.Yes, I was going to get a Christmas gift for my wife. And she knew it, of course. These are the kinds of games. Her face is soaking wet with her own spit. Fuck, she looks hot! Rick took the twenty dollar bargain tour. All he gets to do is fuck her mouth and cum on her face. Ronny, on the other hand, has been fucking my wifes hot little ass on and off for nearly three hours. He likes ass-fucking her face-to-face instead of doggie style. Says its more humiliating for her. Says he gets in deeper too. I dont know about that, but shes moaning and grunting about something. You really outta pimp her out more. The days where I was frightened of bright frilly or girly things werelong over and I found myself dressing prim or proper without even anudge. It's who I was now. I somehow became enamored with pink, and Iresolved to have something pink with my wardrobe every day. Today it wasthe simple camisole that was met with a short but fluttery white skirt.After that was a pair of very long and sleek legs disappearing into apair of wedges. I walked into the class and took my place near myassigned computer. “The male seems to like Ellen. He hasn’t left her side since he pinned her down to start bathing her, as his mother did not that long ago. I get the sense that the four mountain lions are comfortable here for now. It is a larger area than any zoos around,” I told him.“Ellen,” I yelled. “We must get Paula and take you back to your old home. Someone is illegally clear-cutting all the forest on the property I own.”On the way home, I explained to Paula what I knew so far. Irving, Leah, and Kirsten.