How was she going to get him turned?She smiled at him and picked up the phone. She dialed room to room and got 441.“Hello.”“Marty?”“Mom ... ...re you OK? Do you need us to come help with, Mr. Marc?”“Yes I do. That’s the reason I called. You and Matty come down here and help me turn, Mr. Marc so I can shave his face on his right side.”“We’ll be right there.”“Don’t forget the little short robes.”“Oops, we almost did. Be right there, Mom.”Marty and Matty ran into the room out of breath when they. Katie, who felt a momentary flash of jealousy that quickly passed as she noticed a nearby mall map. She strode over and quickly decided they were headed in the right direction.Upon turning the next corner, she and Meredith found a pair of middle-aged women enthusiastically slurping on Zoe's humongous breasts and third, young woman who was dressed like a store employee down on all fours eating out the librarian's pussy."Today's a good day, Meredith," Zoe laughed, holding the ladies' well-coiffed. It'll be better. O.K.?" Greg, this isn't something you can just apologize away. I'm seriously asking you if you still want to be married. I'm willing to work on our relationship, but I can't do it by myself. If you don't want to be here, it will make me really sad. But I'll survive and our daughter will be just fine. I'm not kidding. Do you want to work on our marriage or not?"Simone stared intently at her husband as she awaited an answer. As the seconds ticked by, it seemed obvious to her what. Only his eyes and noseholes were visible as a wide leather head harness held a thick penis pumpgag deep in his mouth. A very tightly cinched corset went around his waistand kept him ridged. He was on his knees. Long black tight ballet bootswere laced on and kept his feet pointing straight down. There were boundtogether at the ankles and knees with leather cuffs. His arms were in atight leather armbinder that went from his wrists to his shoulders. Hiselbows were almost touching. A cable ran up.