The big man punched Marin in the cheek, Bullshit! Do not lie to me! Since when&hellip, have I lied to you? I always followed your orders, I always did...what you wanted, even if I disagreed with it! tears rolled down his face. You took me in, Sir, when no one wanted me. I love you like my father- you are my father. I know! the Commander held back his tears, I know&hellip,son. Thats why it pangs me to see you like this. The burly man knelt in front of his broken son and stared into his eyes, If. She was really making good progress. Because of her healthier cooking and eating habits, she had continued to lose weight; now that loss of weight was slowing down. She was, however, loosing inches. Her clothes were fitting more loosely; she was even getting into clothes that she hadn't worn in years. I think the battle for Mom was almost won; there was just one more area to conquer."Mom can we talk; woman to woman." Of course dear, what did you want to talk about?" Your sex life." I thought. I opened up the cloth bag and took out the aluminium structure it contained. It clipped together simply, a leather pad and head harness was the final touch and when finished looked appropriately like some sort of BDSM torture assembly. Venice looked quizzically as I stood back to admire the structure.“What happens now?” asked Venice. “You must be strapped into place whilst I get the posters out.” I replied.Venice looked at me nervously, the first time I had seen a trace of fear in her eyes.“Now. The body was white and strapless and the skirt of the dress was black with about a four-inch band of white at the hemline. It was covered in tiny sparkly things that would catch the light as I moved. It was also clinging and short, ending about mid-thigh. “Joe… Sir, this is exquisite, thank you.” “You are welcome. Go on now, shower, and get ready to go. I have arranged for a car to pick us up, so you have one hour to be ready. Here, take your egg, it can stay out during your shower, but it.