This led to a court-order drug test, which she failed.At the custody hearing, the judge allowed her only supervised and limited visitation. The ruling...and all the events that led up to it gnawed at Leila’s heart and she dealt with it as she always had, she sought solace through getting bombed out of her mind.The day of the hearing, she called Ace.He had been calling on her again for a couple of weeks. He had broken up with his girlfriend and needed a MILF slut to use. Leila had been resisting. However she is the mistress and she loves to put me in my place and show me off, letting others see her power. At the same time she has this erotic love for Joe but more as a “Can you cum out and play” kind of love. He is the toy but I am the constant. On this day Chanel made me put on a red short skirt with pink panties and nylons to accentuate my manly, muscular, but sexy legs. She made me stand on a pedestal holding a sign that said “Joe’s Girl”. She loves to please Joe by humiliating me. T. With the heavy-heavy hanging over their heads—as they saw it, anyway—they couldn't afford to make anything public; no more media stories. I was pretty sure they wouldn't even risk circulating privately along police channels, they'd be too worried I'd learn of it and publish their dirty little secrets, or at least some of them, as I'd threatened.I'd isolated them the same way they'd initially isolated me. Which suited me fine, it was what I'd intended.What we had was an old-fashioned Mexican. I watched her for several more seconds before finally leaning over and taking the seat belt from her. I clicked her into her seat and started the car before asking, "So? You, eh, like 'Chic-fa-la'?"She seemed stunned by my attitude and lightly blushed before looking back down at her fingers and quietly fiddling with them before answering, "Y-yes, Josh," I almost MELTED when she said my name like that. Her voice was quiet and babyish, so, when she talked she sounded like a sweet, innocent.