Together with my dad we lived in a small humble cottage with a small river in our backyard. The house had two floors and a basement where my dad would...do his carpentry and keep his small stash of liquor. As a girl, I did not get much of an education and also the fact that my dad could not afford it. Therefore, I stayed at home and helped my father with the household chores. During my free time, I would sit beside him and admire his works of art. At the age of 19, a civil war broke out in my. It bounces off but she's really trying to win an Oscar so I start to get that feeling only she can cause in the pit of my stomach or more accurately the belly of the b**st. This is no game. She's poking the monster and getting him agitated bc she knows I need help to be mean and also bc the sex will be better for both of us if she can get me tapped into to the evil that's always lurking just under my skin. What I love about her is her courage to do this everytime she senses I need a little. I have to admit the girls looked good and got a lot of admiring looks from the guys I was talking to and other males in the bar. The guys asked me what our relationship was? I thought about saying they were Hookers, but this might have backfired so I said just friends. After a long lunch we all went back the the Hotel to rest and get ready to meet Joe in another local but more authentic London pub later.As the wife showered I was tempted to jump in and ravish her, but she was having none of it.. ?When did the last one end?? ?Last Thursday, I think, Sir.? ?What is your bra size?? ?34 C.? His eyebrows went up. ?Sir.? ?Waist?? ?24 inches, Sir.? ?You will throw out ALL your pantyhose as soon as you get home. Do you haveany real stockings?? ?Yes, Sir? ?Good, you will wear them from now on as a part of Rule #2. What is Rule #2then?? ?I am not to wear panties in your presence without your permission, and Iam not to sit on the back of my skirt. I will throw out all my pantyhose andwear.