Gym, wardrobe, makeup,hair all sound familiar? Once she perceives you to be a member ofHER peer group, you've got a shot at retrieving some level ofre...pect and hence some level of control. Not as much as you'd likecertainly, but c'est la vie.The author acknowledges at least grudging respect for the writer'shonesty in actually admitting she was jealous. This is somethingmany wives are seemingly incapable of admitting.17. I am writing to apologize. As you well know, my wife startedfemming me a. . or at the very least I thought that I should introduce you to each other."Leila, looked down at Iris solemnly for a moment, and then she smiled, and her whole face lit up. "Hello, please do forgive my being so rude, it's just that I have barely had any sleep and little Toby is just being so fretful..." her smile wavered again."Speaking of little Toby," James cut in. "Where is the little tyke?" He's sitting in the living room, and feeling very sorry for himself," she smiled but her eyes were. Like me to putsomething extra in the frying pan for you?"I nodded, remembering that I hadn't eaten since the disgusting dryburger that had been served in the motorway services.She got to work efficiently and soon had me seated at the kitchen tablewith a Full Monty breakfast in front of me. I tucked in whilst she tooka tray with another big meal for Dr Wagstaff.She was back shortly, still carrying the loaded tray. "Huh! I don'tknow what's got into him. First, I find his bed hasn't been slept. Zoë's head was between Jeannie's legs... Linda could only see Zoë's blond head bobbing up and down, and Jeannie's hands were guiding Zoë's mouth. Then Jeannie pushed her sister's head down and further down and against her sex, while Zoë's hands kneaded Jeannie's breasts, tweaking her nipples, making Jeannie lift her body and gasp with pleasure."Oh, Zoë..." Jeannie whimpered. "Zoë, baby... That... feeeels... sooo... fucking... gooood..."Linda was nonplused. It.