We took a seat at the end of the terminal and I had her sit down as I stood with the camera at the same vantage point any one walking past would have ...nd started filming her. She pulled the short hem of her jean skirt up a bit while keeping her legs carelessly uncrossed. Creating a very inviting gap between her short skirt and her thighs, that easily left her dark blue polka dot cotton panties clearly visible up her skirt. She sat there for a while, just casually watching people as they walked. This morning was differentmatter. Of more concern was what would happen if I was punished again.The large plug hurt a lot. I could only imagine if I failed her twomornings in a row.It was 8:25 when I was set to leave the house. Karin wanted kiss andpulled me close. I could feel her hand rubbing across my bra strap andthe other sliding down my pants. In playfulness, I had often teased herby undoing her bra and she just returned the favor. She also pulled mythong all the way up - which also. I knew then my marriage was as dead as my Great Aunt Grace who died in 1953. I cried as I gathered up my nightgown and robe and went to bed on the couch.In the morning, I was up long before the k**s, and had breakfast on when Joe came down. He asked me why I didn't come home Sunday morning like I said I would?I looked at him and just told him flatly, "I wanted to Fuck some more."He stared at me for a minute, me not knowing what was running through his mind behind those tortured eyes. Then he. Fifteen minutes later, Mary had the drier off my head, much to my relief as I was getting hot and tired. Stephanie had picked out several pairs of shoes, some were high heels and others were patent leather flats.Mary was styling my hair up. There were curls were there never had been before. She put a pink ribbon on both sides of the top of my head tying little loops of hair. Then another ribbon on the back of my head and she said, ?Now for the shoes and we?re ready to show her to Mom tonight.? .