Before I had a chance to think about it we was on our wayThat evening I had laser surgery liposuction fat from my legs and otherplaces was pumped int... my arse also another load of hormone injectionsAt eight I was going down for surgery Mistress Jane kissed me and saidshe would be here when I come roundThe surgery anaesthetists Said count backwards from 100 I did 100 99 9897 96 95. GoneI woke in pain and Mistress was holding my hand I was injected with painkillers and don't remember the. Tell him that maybe he should be the wife and that it would be better if you fuck him!So girls, lets set some goals. In the next 30 days how about each of youhaving your "husbands" wear panties - every day, to work and at home,either your or theirs!Get them to shave their legs and have them wear baby dolls to bed.Make sue they are performing at least half of all the household chores.And finally, when we get together with our husbands next month, each ofyou will drive your husbands to our. I knew Carla as a classmate at UNC, and Tess had met her at her parents' country club. I was trying to say something -- y'know -- gracious and highly complimentary to my main squeeze, here.Tess looked at me kind of funny, but finally just accepted my inane remark as an attempted compliment. She probably wondered why Carla Frances' image had come into my head, at that moment, in the first place. Hell, I didn't know. I wondered about it myself.So I ignored, and more-or-less disguised, the. I blurted out, "I know you're fucking Katie." What?" he said loudly. He looked increasingly angry, but I knew to look for initial shock on his face and I saw it."I know." Get the fuck out of here! You come here and accuse me of fucking my own daughter." Katie told me you were. She told me that you and Lori weren't doing it and I told her a man needs sex. I never expected Katie to seduce you, but what is done is done. She wanted to save her parents' marriage."All phony rage and bluster were gone.