But hell, Camilla was a pro, a pro and a star, she ought to understand some of the technical aspects of singing. So I explained, using some of the ter...inology I'd learned from my first teacher, who'd been kind of a nut about technique and putting it into words. I went on for a few minutes, including making a big point about how I'd spent hours yesterday ripping through every major aria I could find without any loss of quality at all.She understood all right. And she gave it right back to me. He had also not expected to find me and my hubby there at the same time. But with the days we were looking at we both needed to be in early. While he was aware that my hubby knew what we were doing, he still seemed a little nervous. My hubby quickly put him at ease. After we chatted for a little bit while we were starting things, my hubby told me I should give him a proper send off. He said he was going to get some breakfast tacos and would be gone about half an hour. Shaking Chas's hand before. But best of all was that our marriage was as tight knit now as it had been before the transformation. I loved having Billy call me Mistress, and Jamul Master when he was over our house, and having my own personal cute little love slave to do all the menial tasks around the house is a housewife’s dream come true. In fact I no longer wiped myself after peeing, preferring to have my own living bidet take care of that. And not having to lower the toilet seat anymore was a fantasy come true. My only. So, quite frankly not expecting it to happen but intending to enjoy the prospect, she ordered again, “I said get your swimsuit off, Dale, and get yourself across my lap.”That very sharply given order jolted Dale into action just as she did when told by George to prepare to be spanked. So, with her mind in a haze, she slipped the shoulder straps down her arms and then pushed the swimsuit down her legs and stepped out of it, scooping it up, and put it on a bench close by.Gemma was totally.