It was still early, about 8, when I decided that I needed my wife there to help me talk this out. So I called my mother's house hoping I wouldn't wake...anyone up. My mom answered and I asked the usual question—How are you/? Did you sleep good?, etc, then asked if Mary, my wife, was up yet. "What do you mean?", asked my mother, "She isn't over here. In fact I haven't seen or talked to her n about a week or so." "What, ' I said, "she isn't there?" "No" my mother replied. 'Why would you think she. I arrived at Arthur's massive house in hertfordshire,he was busy talking to his son in Paris and the plan was for me to take time to get ready at his whilst he was talking on the phone.I went into a spare room and started to get ready during this time Ken arrived.Whilst getting ready the butterflies and nerves were getting the better of me.Anyway i put on lots of make up,thick lipstick,false eyelashes,long black wig.Then i put on stockings,suspenders,long heeled pink lapdancing shoes,black. Then she said the words that stopped me in my tracks:"Don't stop. Please."I lowered my fingers down below her waist. I felt her legs move, and as I stared at her, I moved my fingers between her legs. She gasped. I moved my mouth towards her nipples, and, slowly, started sucking on Karly's nipple. I cupped her breast, and kept sucking, while I was caressing her pubic hair with my fingers. I couldn't stop. My entire body was trembling, and I felt her gasping and shaking."Are you Okay?" I asked.. " At thedresser she opened the top drawer and pulled out a pair of yellowsocks. At first he didn't notice, but then became aware these socks hadlittle jingle bells hanging from bows on the sides of the socks. SoonPhil's feet were adorned in black Mary Jane shoes and noisy socks.Every step would be a constant reminder of his infantile condition.With a pointing finger, Cindy tells Phil not to move, she'd go get hisclothes. In minutes, Cindy returned with a tiny pile of yellow clothes.Phil noticed.