’‘Did I do things okay…really?’ Sara smiled a little and still tasting the cream on her lips.Karen answered her with a little kiss on the mout... and moaned, as she tasted herself there. She held Sara close and kissed her a little more. She looked at Sara for a long moment.‘Lay down on the bed darling Sara. Would you like mom to make love to you?’Sara gazed blankly at her and those words were not the words she would have ever imagined hearing. But so far things were so weird that they didn’t. I’ve been married three times, and each of my wives had at least some interest in bringing an extra male into our bedroom (or a hotel bed, or even the guy’s bed). My current wife (Renay) of 30 years has created incredible experiences for both of us as well as her lover. She’s also made love to some female friends of hers, and has the ability to arouse me pretty much any time she wants. As we’ve grown older, she’s had some health issues that make having penetrative sex difficult at times, but we. "Steve, I realize that you've been through a very trying ordeal, as has your wife. You both should make a full recovery..." he was saying, but I had to interrupt him."They killed our baby, Doctor," I said, my voice once again dipping below freezing on the thermometer. "I hope you're right about a full recovery, but that little life never had a chance to live." I ... I see your point," he said, looking down with a pained expression on his face."If you were planning to talk me out of going to my. Mycourse was set. I was being trained for a life of service, andsubmission to women, and while mom and her friends started me down thispath (I am so grateful to them) it was Chrissy who began to make whatthey were trying to teach me, an integral part of my heart and mind.With that as background I would like to introduce you to Chrissy in abit more detail than before, and tell you the part she played in myjourney toward being a submissive sissy. I mentioned that I really hada thing for.