We have 2 wonderful c***dren and a good life. What makes us different is that we practice domestic discipline with my darling husband as HOH (head of ...ousehold). We believe that it is the male's role to be the head of the house and to guide and discipline his wife when she needs it.We have been practicing this for about 2 years now and are still learning. In the early years of our marriage, I was a total bitch. I screamed and cursed- around the c***dren no less! And got my way on nearly every. "I wasn't sure about a couple ofthe moves, but it came out okay."Billi spoke before she knew what she was saying. "Nothing against youguys," she began, "but I'd feel a lot safer if we had a couple of boys onthe squad doing the tosses and catches." She flinched inwardly as sherealized exactly what she'd just said.Nichole laughed. "Yeah, so would I. But where would we find guys?"Tori nodded. "You know how it would go. Any guy who wanted to be oncheer squad would have to put up with lots of. "As we walked out of the storage area and down thru the stalls, there were several customers mulling around, waiting for their rental rides to be brought out to them. I paused and spoke to them casually, keeping in front of the now dirty slut that reeked of horse. I noticed that she had her head facing down, to prevent anyone from possibly recognizing her, and I smiled to myself, grabbing her hand and continuing on thru the first barn, and into the paddock area, where the farm girls were busy. Josh: He wants us to go there. Probably he wants us to also celebrate Halloween in his town too. You know, like a way of promoting it. He is like a guy who runs a haunted house in some carnival or a paid tour guide, who takes us to the most haunted places on some bus ride. Just because we want to be scared does not mean that they would not take us there. Who knows? Maybe when we bump into the kids loitering around there, they can share with us some history and show us where all the bad things.