I am assigning you to use the services of MissSusan Johnson; who is a professional therapist. I am very happy withher methods and success rate in dif...icult marriages. Case dismissed."As the judge's gavel struck the bench, the man turned to his wife andsaid "See you at home, dear." and walked out, leaving her sitting therecrying. The judge had a hint of anger in her eye, but she was verylimited on what she could do within the legal framework.******Two days later, George Walker and Beth Ann. Shelves, tables, and racks contained all sorts of curious knick-knacks. Some of them looked like old-style toys one only saw in old Christmas specials. As she looked around further, trying to figure out just what this place was about, a voice spoke. "Welcome, Kristin." She turned to see an old man wearing what looked like a bathrobe behind the counter. "How do you know my name?" she asked.The old man sighed. "I know because I am a wizard." A wizard?" Kristin laughed. "Yeah, right. And I'm Reese. "I watched Olivia wink at me with a smile and walk out the door, Ms.Prescott then guided me out into the dinning area. I now was on my own,dressed like one of the club's serving girls! "First thing young lady,put your name tag on and tie this apron around your waist." My name tagsaid Jessie and I pinned it to my dress, I then tied the matchingmetlic gold apron around my corseted waist. "Now you can start settingup all the tables with silverware, napkins and drinking glasses. I haveone table. Thanking the housekeeper as she put my plate in front of me, I started onthe eggs as I glanced down at my breasts straining under my robe, my longslender fingers and fingernails, idle strands of hair next to my eyes,even my lavender scent. I was comfortable in Marisol's petite body andhad nearly finished as I heard her husband come down, fully dressed andready for a day of work.He ran more than one company and worked quite a bit, but he always madetime for his family. Taking Marisol's son from.