"No, he'sspending all his time and energy with those college bimbos at work. Isaw him talking to those ... girls ... at work a few times. I've seenh...m leaving in the parking lot late at night - after a supposed night ofwork - with one girl or another." The corners of her mouth turned upinto an almost evil sneer. "He's not going to get away with cheating onme."Stacy felt a stab of fear from Meg's cold statement. She realized thatMeg had spent considerable effort spying on her husband.. The Great Lady was equally pleased and proud, but her response, though perceptive, had still been characteristically acidic. “If you’d spent more time in the library and less time in bed with your dubious boyfriends you wouldn’t be having these worries!” “Mother!” Gaby had objected half-heartedly, knowing her mother was right; her sexual history at University had been chequered to say the least. “Gabrielle, we live in a man’s world; we women have to deal with that. We have to use all the assets. You read them allso you know what to expect." Those stories are just fantasies, they aren't real." For you they are going to be real. So get used to it. I am in commandand I wear the pants now. What does that leave for you to wear?" What are you talking about?" If I wear the pants, what is the opposite of wearing pants?" "Oh, I get it. Wearing dresses." You got it and you will wear dresses." How long do you intend on keeping this up?" As far as I am concerned you can be buried in a dress."He. Her mistress wasted no time strapping on and ploughing into the now stretched rear passage.Over the months which followed Julie was exploited in many different ways, which pleased her as much as her mistress. Whippings were infrequent, perhaps once a week, and generally resulting from some minor or perceived error the mistress found. Far more harsh, were the whippings when Mistress needed to release some stress from work. Julie took all her punishments with her customary subservience.They.