”“Really?”“Absolutely, though I don’t want to do it to any of the boys I know.”“Good,” said Bob. “I don’t want you doing that to b...ys you know.”“Now you sound like Bobby again. He talks like Barbie and I belong to him and nobody else can touch us.”“I know how he feels,” said Bob. “I kind of feel the same way.”“Do you want to fuck ... I mean make love to Barbie, too?”“I shouldn’t, but I think both of you make me weak and unable to control myself.”“Is that what happened last night?”“Well, before. Yvonne felt herself blush red, and hoped that her husband didnt notice. What would you think of that? Rob asked his wife. Well ….., Yvonne began hesitantly, I suppose that if you really wanted to……. Visions of what Tony might drive her to under such circumstances, flashed across her mind. No, perhaps not. It wouldnt be fair on you, Rob began saying, going off the idea slightly. Yvonne didnt know what made her say it, it just seemed to come out without her thinking, but nevertheless she found. All the black belts, and a few others.”“Just be very careful, Steve.”“I will.”“Let’s go teach,” he said.I got up and followed him into the training room. After warm-up exercises, Will and I worked with the lower belts in the small training room. I did my best to keep my focus, but my mind kept going back to the situation with Marcia. I was supremely pissed at her mom, but there truly wasn’t anything I could do about it. My fear was, as I’d expressed to Sensei Jim, that she’d show up at my door. This box contained seven different colors of undies all marked with a day of the week and she supposed that one would have to wear the correct pair on the right day in order to be orderly about covering her smoldering passion.She had been concerned lately because some thief had been stealing her dirty panties from her wash basket before she could attend to the washing and she thought it very odd for some person to be so interested in her dirty undies because they usually smelled quite ripe if.