She tiptoed up the stairs and quietly unlocked the door next to her bedroom. Looking through the one way mirror over her dresser, she found herself st...ring right at Bill.Oh my aren't we sexy. Young Bill, in her sheer blue baby doll nightie, garter belt, nylons matching blue panties, and bra. Well well Missy, crossdressing must run in the family.Before her husband died, she had filmed him many times, being spanked and humiliated, while dressed as the French Maid. He was the perfect Servant. When. "Ruth laughed. "Don't we all. Well, when she does call, tell her to come on over. We'd love to have her." That's right," Allan agreed. "We developed all the pictures last night, and we're short quite a few with Shadow. Sharon, Barb wouldn't mind, ahhh, doing it with the dog, would she?" I honestly don't know."Chuck smirked at his father. "Barb fucks like a mink, Dad. I don't think she'd mind." Good." Allan stood up from the table. "C'mon, Chuck. Let's go straighten things up downstairs while. She then asked me if I thought she was attractive and I told her that I had fantasized about her. She smiled and said she had heard a few things about me. She said that my nickname was mule. She said she assumed it meant that I was well endowed as in “hung like a mule”. I told Beth that I didn’t compare myself with other guys but I thought my tools were big enough. She said she assumed that rumor had came from other girls who had had first hand experience with me. I laughed and said, “I wish, I. Instinctively, I followed Gerald’s cue and remained silent.Gerald served up an amazing five-course gourmet feast accompanied by superb wines. Marion rarely spoke to him, but gave little hand gestures which he instantly obeyed. Shockingly, he was made to consume his meal, at Marion’s feet from a large dog bowl! Incredibly, none of this was mentioned as the ladies chatted over dinner, about fashion, TV and celebrities, though occasionally, Marion would reach down and give her husband a little.