Iwas dragged into the club, only to see not only the whole fetish scenethere, but also my secretary from work, three girlfriends I'd dumped inthe past...and my whole social scene. As I babbled and gabbled, I foundmyself not only following, but getting down on my knees and crawling likea baby. In my head, a mantra kept echoing "Sissybabies always respect andobey women. Sissybabies must always agree with and never contradictwomen, especially their babysitters. Sissybabies crave being. In May my company sent a memo around the office about a conference/seminar at Sanibel Island in Florida, just east of Fort Meyers. You have to get there, and they pay for room and board. I signed us up, and put a down payment on the rooms. I would get the money back when we checked into the hotel. I figured it would be a good time to try and put a spark back into our marriage, and give the kids a nice vacation.I am going to surprise Allie and tell her about it over Memorial weekend.What I did. Make the choice. I'm not going to wait all day." He started waving that big knife around again.Dad looked at me and said, "Dieter, you get with Cara. Be gentle with her."I moved to where Cara was sitting on the sofa. Without asking, she stood and moved to the end, bending forward over the arm just as she had seen Mom do. I reached for the suntan lotion and smeared some on my cock. Cara reached back and spread her ass cheeks with her hands, exposing her cute little rosebud to me. I aimed my cock. I stayed home, not having any desire to go to the club and seeing Frank or Frost. I didn’t think I could confront them with the situation. The reason for this was twofold. The first being the last time I had seen Frank he hadn’t known anything about the council and I didn’t think one month would have changed that. Secondly, Frost was on the council. And that made him a suspect. And I didn’t think I could bear to look at Frank and Frost with suspicion clouding my eyes. The guilt would be too.