." I realized I was babblingand stopped to gauge her reaction.Her face was now rigid and cold, more resembling the girl I remembered."I found my soul ...ate, you. I could never date another guy because youwere my perfect guy. And I'm here to get you back whatever it takes.I've spent the last four years figuring out what I want and how to getit. It has cost me everything but I will gain you in the end."She reached into her hoodie pocket and withdrew a small stick as shestood. When she held it. All that metal had felt amazing inside her pussy.Yes, Cyndi had really liked Dave.She had been disappointed to learn that she wasn’t allowed any other clients for days afterwards and even now had to make sure she cleaned herself carefully every time she had sex to make sure there was no infection.But that had been worth it. Now she felt like the other girls; bold, bright, pretty.Someone her beloved husband could be proud of.The bell on the front door rang in the distance announcing her client’s. That had sounded like a lyric of hers as opposed to anything of meaning, “I... I don’t understand?...”“The photo I took of your art, cutie. In the bottom corner you can quite clearly make out a reflection, something I could very innocently have missed while taking the photo… In the vanity mirror you can see us, see you sat on my lap, both of us topless, the swell of my breasts, though, not my nipples," she giggled, "had to keep it decent you understand.” She paused for a moment, but he didn’t. Mel even seemed to start to believe Terry. Terry wasgoing to gloat."Ok Stephanie, there are some new rules. You listen to me and you aregoing to like it. You will like me making your life a living hell. Itwill start by you going into your bag and showing the guys the niceoutfit you will be wearing for the dance lessons you will be taking forthe foreseeable future."Steve slowly unzipped the bag and reached in. He then pulled nothing outexcept his bare hand, he was giving Terry the middle finger.