She is sexually submissive, and Im an A type personality. She likes being taken, not being given a choice. She likes it a bit rough and nasty. Ive fuc...ed her in public, on my office desk, on the hood of car in a city parking lot. . I once fucked her in the back seat of a moving taxi. I treated like I owned her and she loved it she couldnt get enough of it. Ive always been dominant over her. Ive never been mean or abusive. Its always been clear to her that shes my property, Id treat her good in. She asked me if i have ever seen her naked before.. still the innocent guy i replied that we had showered in the past and that i can remember she had a big bush of hair. "Not anymore" she saidThese are just a few examples of signs/things she said. Now almost 40y.o i realise this isnt suitable for k**s. Once when i was mad i confronted her about all the inappropiate shit she pulled during the years, and told her what a slut she is. I havent talked to her for years now, i feel she really screwed. I stepped out into the limelight. The crowd roared. Here I was, "the fox". They didn't know if I was the sign holder, or the strutter, or what. But they could see, most of them men, actually, that I was "the slut". I never knew why people went to wrestling matches. So many are faked I suspected it was for eye candy, and that I most definitely was. And now, there was Mary, My wife and Mistress. In the ring. She looked at me. She looked away and shook her head, and looked back at me. I smiled. "Do you know what she may be talking about, Melinda?" Penny asked.Melinda knew that tone all too well, and she was in no mood to be defensive or submissive. "If you're asking me that, you already know the answer." Do you always take such a rude tone with your mother?" Jo asked in a lilting, lofty voice.Melinda had the urge to blurt out "I don't consider her my mother anymore," but she held her tongue. Instead, she remained at the bottom of the steps, leaning against the banister post. "It's the.