The tea was lovely and the treats delicious, but afterward we got down towhat he wanted to talk about."I'm getting married," he said."Congratulations,... I replied, "is it to Artic Princess? The papers like tospeculate about you two." No, she really is just a friend. The person I'm marrying is a civilian -and a guy."I took that in while taking a sip of tea, I couldn't say I was shockedthat True North was gay, in fact I was more surprised he wasn't marrying acape."Well, I appreciate you trusting. Do you hear me!?” At this point I slap her hard, hard enough to let her know I mean business. “Now, we only have a little time, here’s is what you are going to do. Get on your fucking knees, pull those big ass tits out of that bikini and suck my cock, you fucking whore.”She looks at me with disgust, but also fear. I can see that my message was received, but she is also confused, because the man standing before her now is nothing like she thought. I slap her again and tell her to get to work.. But that was yesterday. As I heard the loud whirr of the undercarriage motors lowering the wheels, I took a deep breath and knew that yesterday’s decision was done. In just a few minutes, I’d have to deal with today’s reality. Have to pay the price for my week of double-edged heaven. I just hoped the price wouldn’t be too high, and that it was one Sue and I could afford without bankrupting our marriage.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Scarsdale, New York: Friday 10th November. When Wiorld War II broke out, my paternal grand parents built a two-storey house in the farm and accommodated a widower who had two daughters. At 19, the younger daughter got close to me. When she urinated (urinal was unnecessary in an isolated house in the farm), she just squatted and pulled down her panty and spread her legs apart avoiding the stream of her urine from touching her feet. I could see the full glory of her clitoris. Her eyes were watching the erratic flow of her urine and she.