"And what is her waistand hip size?"Now I was going to have to think fast - what would fit me? "Emm, 26inch waist and 34 in hips I think"."Oh my, a lo...ely curvy girl then" I nodded again, hoping these sizeswere about right for me too. The waist seemed very narrow onreflection. "Nice curves, and is she quite tall - maybe your height?" Yes, yes she is" I said, maybe too quickly, too keen to agree andwondering what she might have meant. But the assistant just turned tothe set I'd been looking."Do. From this point forward, you’re my slave just like Holly. Welcome home,” Isaac laughed. His smile disappeared when the sounds of sniffling answered him. He looked up at Alice, realizing that she was holding herself and crying, her tears dripping off her cheeks and running down her legs. She looked so small and pitiful, so sweet and vulnerable, like a kitten in the rain. Was she regretting her choice? Was she filled with disgust for everything she had done? Isaac sat up and reached out to her.. .not....for a dance..."slurred Maxwell, the agonizing tightness in his uniform pants almost, butnot quite enough to rouse his drugged mind to full consciousness. "Won't.....let her....go....won't...." droned Private Bellows.In fact, the instincts being awakened by her mating dance began to shutdown their minds. They didn't know it, couldn't explain when and wherethe shift happened, yet soon they were no longer thinking, no longerreasoning. All they could see was the careening throb of. It could be unzipped from the top or the bottom. It lay at the bottom of the bed. She climbs upon the bed in nothing but her birthday suit and the matching pastel blue panties? a lace appliqu? in the front panel, satin at the back, with Lycra type side panels. We had come upon them rather by accident one Saturday while shopping at the mall. My heart pounds violently in my chest. Anger has been a long time gone. Jealous fades into eroticism. I am turned on? turned on by my wife,.