Part 3:She was excited but also felt sorry for Wilson when she saw his face asthey drove away. Deep down she was disappointed when her husband firstto...d her she could not see Harley again, but I understood why he didn'tallow it. That's why she was so taken back by his change of heart, and howanxious he was for her to go out with Harley again.She reflected and found it confusing but thought to her self, 'SinceWilson wanted this I'll go along with it because the sex with this man wasamazing and. He couldn't believe how well tunedthis bull was to his fantasies. The list included everything that hedreamed about, and even some that he hadn't thought of. The completefeminization, the domestic servitude, the chastity and the clothes,especially the shapewear, were all trigger points for his orgasms. Heundid his pants and began to stroke his cock. He had never done thisbefore while sitting at the computer, but now he had to feel somerelease. His imagination was racing with the ideas put in. " She's a stupid cunt," he roared, "insulted me, she did."He was a big man, big in the chest and belly and thigh, heavier than I was by three or four stone and nearly as tall. I was fairly sure I could handle him, but I was worried about the other fellow who was extricating himself from the table and growling, a gleaming knife in his hand."Stay out of this," I yelled at him, drawing my big bayonet.He lunged at me, tripped over the fallen girl and died at my feet. I pulled my big blade out of. Another crash, of glass this time, and the man was straight through the window pane and running towards the rear of the house.“We’ve got a runner!” Thomas yelled before setting off after him.His shotgun tucked behind his back; Tom sprang through the window as well. More glass falling as Thomas added to the hole in the window. Wispy lace privacy curtains tangling around the butt of his weapon and getting pulled out after him. Glass crunched under Thomas’s boots as he set off after the felling.