At the end of the day go into the bathroom and take off the vibrator. Then take off your panties and lick out the crotch. Then put your panties in you... mouth and walk home. Make eye contact with at least three people and smile at them.” The pictures I received later that day began with a series taken in a stall in the bathroom. The first was taken from as far away as she could reach with her arm—which meant she had to straddle the toilet to take it—showing her holding up her dress to expose the. She just sucked my cock like it was going out of style. I smirked as I ravaged my estranged wife, even as it occurred to me that the threat of divorce was a far more powerful weapon than a divorce itself. She could remain my wife and be my loyal bitch, serving me in the way that wives used to do in a less “woke” time, before marriage became a steel trap for men instead of women.Progress had its place, but as my marriage showed, it was a bit uneven and often took a toxic, abusive form that. Lynda suddenly felt so powerless so helpless here was this shining example of pure animalistic manly power in front of her while she paled in comparison to this she felt horrified and suddenly she felt sexy all in the same movement this felling of helpless ness just made her fell so much more like a women . She looked at Bob then down at Tina. She then stooped to Tina level held her at arms length and slapped her hard in the face she then stood up and kicked her in the chest knocking her to the. I was a little annoyed; my invitation had been for him to come alone.He looked around as though he was uncomfortable."Please sit down Mr. Eisner, no need to be nervous." I lifted my glass to him. "Care for a drink? I have Pepsi, and Doctor Pepper. I you want something a little stronger I can call room service." Ah... no thank you."I smiled. "Let me guess, you weren't expecting to meet someone quite so young as I am. Am I right?"He cleared his throat. "Well yes. But your invitation to meet was.