She drew the flowof water over my body and as it trickled down my body and into the tub,my body hair washed down the drain.She began to pluck my brow ...ith the talent that years of experience hadbrought her. She assured me that she would only get those few wild hairs,giving me a bushy Brooke Shields look, but after almost two hours of workI knew that she had something else in mind. The funny thing was that Ididn't mind. In fact I found the idea of being convincing as a woman veryerotic.We. I called Jerry Cantwell and let him know that ‘Death Rides the Range’ was progressing nicely. I was finishing the last couple of chapters and resolving the editing issues. I invited him out for a visit for Independence Day. My mom and dad were coming out at that time. At sunset I sat on the deck looking over my ranch. It was a bit cool and I had a thermos of coffee with me. I felt Annie’s presence so strong it was as if she were there. I told her all about Acey and asked her what I should do. I. Get me hard."I lifted my mouth of his cock. "Calling me names doesn't do anything for me," I said."For either of us," my wife warned."Never mind," he said, rolling on to the bed and presenting his asshole to me. "Start rimming me. Show your Daddy how good you eat ass." Not my thing," I said."Get your tongue down there, you queer little whore." Not my thing," I repeated. "And I think I made it pretty clear about being called names." I was smiling and doing my very best to be affable and polite.. “Thing is, although women run the home, they must never exceed their jurisdiction. Ultimately, the man is in charge and the woman must know her station.”After one more hefty bite of his sandwich, Jerry again chewed on his mouthful, allowing his words to take effect on Mike.“You see, Mike, women don’t always know what is best for them and have to be told what is. Deb will soon come around and if she is the one for you, then we will set her on the right path.” After a short pause, Jerry picked up.