You just keep acting supportive and sympathetic," Sally said."Good cop, bad cop," Rose said."That's right! Bad cop, that's my job," Jennifer said smil...ng as sheadded, "So what did you think of his little dress when he came home?" Now that really did blow me away! Honestly, I had to fight myself thewhole time I was next to him. That was a cleaver idea sewing him intothat dress. And rip stop nylon! That was also very cleaver," Rose saidas she reached over to pat Jennifer's hand."Sweet mixture. "Wonder if Michelle would like to go along?"Michelle didn't need to be asked twice, and even suggested that the three of them take her Ford Mustang, which was about a dozen years younger than Crystal's old Dodge. It had a ski rack, and, as she suggested, "You might hit a deal somewhere. Rental stuff can be so-so, and it might not take long to do a payback."They were on the road the next morning, heading north on the familiar route over Navajo Bridge. For once, they actually stopped at the. They're hanging on the closet door was a beautiful wedding gown and other dresses. I hear from the other room. Sissy get dressed in one of the dresses and come hear. Yes, mistress. I put on a nice short red dress that fell just over my ass. Underneath I put on some lacy underwear and thigh-hi. After I was done I walk into mistress's bedroom. First, bend over and let me see if you left that pussy plug in. As she looked she told me what was going to happen tonight. Tonight the party is for you.. That he had pushed her chair to her bedroom, and had placed her in her bed, to rest. To rest from his words. To regain her strength, which she so desperately wanted. She needed that strength to maintain her boundaries. She felt that she had to. He drove to her. And stood at her door, and listened. No sound. No television. No lights. Just silence. And he took a chance that she would not feel he had crossed the boundary by returning, and that she would see his actions for what they were. That he.