It was worth the delay. The long white gown — what there was of it — clung to her curves. It was backless, the only means of support being a spagh...tti-thin strap around her neck. The neckline was cut low, very low, only just concealing the areole of her firm breasts. On each side, the skirt was slit to the hips, providing flashes of her stocking tops. I stood and stared, my jaw hanging open."I've never worn this before." She sounded nervous. "But it seemed right for tonight." Becky." It was. After getting the money I left home and rented a small flat where I started a new web site and with a registered domain name. This one I was to keep as I needed this, for I found I was lost without one to run.I wasn't content to do nothing so I opened a computer shop, and managed to get the distributorship for our area for importing components. Now I had twenty people working for me and was making a substantial income from this enterprise on its own.On reaching the age of eighteen I bought a. For the first time since childhood she actuallyprayed. That it would be. That it wasn't too late.But then maybe "Sissy Bill" was basically just weak. A little kiss-asspeople pleaser. The weak and needy will forgive any abuse, the way a dogwill. The man she'd tried to turn into her submissive girly plaything wasneither. And while he'd promised to help her get the help she needed hehadn't promised to stay with her. And she'd been afraid to bring that up.The only thing she hated more than feeling. Keep stroking it baby, I want it ready for me when I get home. Love you to, bye."The first time I thought it was kinky and I envied the guy she was married to, but by Wednesday I had a totally different take on it. She had conversations with him at lunch and again at three on Tuesday and on Wednesday it was at nine-fifteen, eleven-thirty and two forty-five. If she was homely or barely good looking I probably could have tolerated it, if only for the humor involved. But Belinda was not ugly,.