When I asked her to please have those damned rings removed from my body, Mary said, "No Carla, I like them on you and they will keep you humble and co...pliant." so I had to wear them at least until she changed her mind. She reminded me who was now in charge in our house and told me that if I didn't like that arrangement, I could leave. My once loving wife had turned into a tyrant.Mary resumed her teaching career at the high school and I became her housewife. Each night after she came home from. I used to wake up 10+ times a night. That is if I could sleep at all.My heat tolerance is better. I can be out in the shade for awhile in the mid 70’s as long as I don’t exert myself. Once it’s in the 80’s my tolerance in sunlight goes down to single digit minutes. 90+ I’m in immediate danger and have to get out of it, NOW! I still don’t sweat even though I get a slight glisten on occasion.Since I work out now I have to bathe more. Since I’ve been ill I once did an experiment. I quit bathing. "You know that little girls are made differently from little boys. Especially down between their legs. And when little boys are little, they think that the little extra thing dangling down there makes them special and important. But in a few years, as their bodies start to change and grow up, and your body starts to change and you grow up, then they will discover that what YOU have is infinitely more interesting than what they have. Your breasts will grow and your special girl place will. She moaned as he circled her clitoris with two icy fingers. He then went down further and pushed first one icy finger inside her, and then the second. This was unexpected slightly, he felt even colder inside her, but he let her get used to it, pausing before gently working his fingers in and out. Soon they didn’t seem cold inside her and soon she was building up to an orgasm. She was close to begging, and he knew this. He flicked the clothespin on her nipple and she moaned loudly, bringing.