My tight white t-shirt had gone totally see-through and I might as well not have been wearing it for all the good it was doing. My breasts and the dar...er circles of my nipples were totally visible through the thin cotton, which clung seductively to every curve. My short skirt wasn’t much better, moulding itself to my thighs and hips, although at least it hadn’t gone transparent.“Yep, if only we could find a wet t-shirt contest for you to enter, you’d be a shoo-in.”“No wonder all those people. Did you intend to remain alone the rest of your life after youhave had these two children?" he asked."No, like I said. I haven't considered it. And the idea that I could bewith someone else still makes me feel like I'm cheating on her," Jennysaid turning her face away from him."But are your possible actions really doing that?" he asked her."I guess not, not in the situation that I am in. But it still feels likethat when I consider anything of the sort," she said in a less convincedvoice."Jenny. I can see her hot pink bra over the top and through the net. Her chest is just this side of being too big and it heaves as she lurches and jumps as she plops herself on the counter. She lays across the stove, her back arched and twisting, her legs over mine, and her head in Thomas’s lap. I don’t have much of an opinion on feet, but according to Thomas, Dannie’s have a spectacular arch. She has great calves and amazing thighs, thick and muscled from years of playing soccer. Her waist is tiny. She felt an electricity charge go through her body.“I’ll never surrender, Doctor Evil! I prefer to die than to be used to your goals!”.“But you don’t have a say on this matter, Miss Marvel. My Rod of Control will make you obey all my orders!” He laughed at her.“Don’t… you… dare!!!”.“Don’t believe me? Let me show it to you”. He paused to think what to do to her and waved his rod again at her. “Now you take off your clothes”.Miss Marvel tried to resist the command, but felt forced to do as he.