But why pick such a controversial subject as her most intimate misadventures, the numerous occasions where she found her charms to be an asset... and ...ometimes a handicap? Partly because in time of war, information is a powerful weapon; so powerful in fact that, years after such a terrible struggle as the one that opposed the Rebels and the Empire, it is still hard even for the most skilled team of historians to tell apart History, Rebel propaganda and Imperial propaganda. Even today, it is. Dr. Miller and I divorced some time ago. You can call his new wife Mrs. Miller." It's nice to meet you Cheryl."Todd said, "I have to move the car, and bring up one more load. I'll be back in ten."He turned, and walked down the stairs. I leaned in my bedroom, and told the girls that they had to leave. I asked Cheryl if she could step inside Todd's room, for a minute, to keep the problem contained. She did, and I told the girls that Todd was back with his parents, they said bye, and ran off. I. "Are you ready for lunch?" she said. She leaned over giving him an eye full of her breathtaking cleavage."Yea, what are you having for lunch?" he asked, aware of the fact that his face was flushing."You" she said, her smile widening "I have noticed you staring at me for awhile now..." she said"What? No..." He started to protest"Shhh..." she cooed, one finger brushing his lips. She pushed him back before plopping herself down into his lap. She pulled his head towards hers and their lips met, he. And I loved it."I think it's time to move forward William we seem to be stuck in a rut,"Mrs Cashmore said one Sunday afternoon.She was sitting across from me wearing a black leather catsuit with five-inch high heels and severe makeup. She had refused my continued requestsfor her to wear the fetish clothing that she kept in armoire until Ifinally stopped begging. Only then did she decide to wear the dominatrixinspired attire, subtly letting me know that she would make suchdecisions.I nodded.