She found herself looking down to see if she was wearing skates, but was surprised to realize that she was barefoot; it was almost as if her feet were...skates themselves!Tonya quickly started to relish her new-found freedom, going into her championship routine almost instinctively; the feeling was much more exhilarating than she had ever remembered it being, and it inspired her, filling her with incredible energy! She decided to try a triple axel; she went into her approach, launching herself. Soon, she found little excuses to brush against me, touch me on the arm, and so forth. I found it all rather interesting, and I began to pay a little closer attention to her... Crissy was blond-haired, blue-eyed, and lightly freckled. Nobody would call her gorgeous, but she was pretty in an innocent-little-waif kind of way. She had gone through enough of a pubescent growth spurt to be about chin-height to me, and she was filling out nicely. Her usual outfit was simply cutoff shorts and a. Jacque looked up at us and saw Claudette's bust thrust forward and myhair wrapped girly style. At last a sheepish grin came to his face."They do feel very nice. Are you sure this is my color?" Hell no, you big sissy, but blue is for boys. And I thought, Jacque is aboy, so he should have blue. Next time you can pick your own color oflingerie. Or I mean PJ's. Sorry." What can I do to help you girls?"Jacque just you being here helps us feel even more feminine. But if youreally want to be "one of. I actually followed her one time and saw first hand for myself.It shook me to the core. I initially just wanted to divorce her and be done with it all but I thought about my anger. I had to have retribution to feel whole again.I never confronted her about it instead I played my part as a loving husband and even stepped it up several notches. I had a plan.My wife has a tendency to drink too much, always has.I would use that to my advantage and get the best payback ever.My plan was to not ever.