Dress for me, and it’s b ... beau ... beautiful!”“Well, we cannot have her show up at Mr. Leeds’s looking like a prisoner of war,” Angela in...isted. “It’s a simple dress, never worry.”“Oh, dear! Will young Mr. Leeds stand a chance?”“He never did in the first place, and now his father will be equally helpless,” Mirabel smiled. “Do not fret, my dearest Thomas. All will be good.”“I’ll take your word for it. Are you all set with your ordering?”“I believe we are, dearest. Did you order something. "Now then, let's have some questions. Who amI?"Hanging his head in shame, Victor answered quietly."Mistress Jayne." He said."Very good." Answered Jayne. "Sit up straight and look at me, ladiesdon't slouch! Put your legs together and cross your ankles. Clasp yourhands in your lap."Grudging Victor obeyed, and sat up and looked at her. The position feltoddly unnatural, though he realised that this was the way that mostgirls sat. The position was even more disconcerting as he could feelthe soft. As if he was relieved that I was good-looking like him)At first I was uneasy, but I'm really excited (Is this really the one I will have my experience with? I thought). He complimented me and say I don't look like a gay. I said I just wanna trip wit him. The original plan was to have a sex in the mall cr, but, eventually, he wanted to do it in the cinema.I was really horny by that time, at the same time, like I always did, I kept it inside me lest someone might sense something is up between us.. Janes moan. The moan I had made her make when I went down on her. The cheating bitch ! The absolute whore! My Anger and frustration from earlier was now back, with vengeance. I went back into the kitchen, picked the biggest knife from the rack and made my way to the stairs. Again more moaning and groaning coming from our marital bedroom. I slowly crept up the stairs, wanting to keep the element of surprise and catch the bastard in the act of fucking my wife. Closer and closer I got and finally.