I would have full custody of the children, but he would be allowed to visit almost any time he wanted, with notice.I didn't want to punish the childre... by denying them their father, because I thought it would least disrupt their lives. Ted agreed verbally to all I dictated to him, and slunk out of the house. I'm not a hard-hearted person, but when he left, Karen, Dani and I broke out into gales of laughter, many because of the relief we felt that it was over. I suspect that Ted heard us. I looked up, and standing there was someone I fuzzily recognized, but just couldn't put a name to the face. "Cindy? Cindy Clark? Is that you?" I looked at his face, and remembered it was Stan, the teacher from the western part of Illinois, That I had met when Bonnie and I had gone to Las Vegas, for that conference. I said "STAN? My God, what has it been? 6 years?" I was flabbergasted at seeing him again, and almost immediately my mind went back to Vegas, and the feel of that foot long cock, and. " Do I? I'm not so sure. I don't even know if I want to go through theexperience of helping you to change your ways. Well, I guess I'm goingto, but you had better not disappoint me James. You just had betternot."James Bartlet, had never understood what possessed him to hit his wife.But he had-often. His two arrests, and the countless police calls totheir home had done it for judge Sylvia Bailey. She'd given him achoice: do it her way, or go to jail. James had agreed to herconditions: obedience. "Surely she must know she could make him cum whenever she wanted."No Bobby, I mean if you want to, you can... you can have them."Have them? Her tits!!?? She was offering them to him like a gift! Shit, if they were a gift this would be about a 1,000 birthdays and christmases rolled into one!"You mean you, don't mind, if I?" he stared at the delicious melons inches from his face."No."She leant a little closer, offering them to him, He didn't need a second invitation and went at her bounteous.