"Well unless you brought another birthday present for Eyvor you now know what she really needs" The gay ex said nonchalant - aimed at me. And Eyvor. "...Sure" I said as I finished my cigarette. "I would be happy to get you a birthday present". I caught her eyes and asked them both if they needed anything from the bar as I was going to get another beer. Eyvor was obviously thinking of something else and fumbled something about a whiskey. The gay would like a beer. I returned with two whiskeys and a. Now I am about 200 lbs, still have a pretty face, huge natural 40E boobs, but I have quite the beer belly & my ass has gotten much fatter. I suppose that is when Chance decided that I needed motivation to lose weight. That was a year ago. Since that time, I have helped him fuck over 150 women of all races, ages, shapes and sizes. Each time I am degraded more & more & at the time I resist it, but inside I secretly love the humiliation, but at the same time am eaten up with jealousy. Maybe one. ”“Is it time?” I asked.She nodded, and then panted briefly while it passed. “Yeah, I think so.”“Time to make some calls?”“Please.” She sat down on a bar stool at the kitchen island, and I grabbed the phone off the wall. The first call was to Doctor Harrington’s emergency number, and she told us to head down to GBMC. The next call was to Big Bob and Harriet, and they said they would drive down and arrive by that afternoon. I told them that I would leave a key over the back door in case I wasn’t. Don't worry. I just hired Andrew Donaldson. Perhaps you know him. He had that cute little Internet company downtown. Yes, that's him. Oh, you invested. Lost a bit...did you? Well, I guess I'll have to work that sweet boy twice as hard. Anyway dear, don't worry. I'll get Andrew on it right away. Ciao...Ciao!"She smiled at me. I melted."Andrew welcome to Demand Enterprises. At my office you will refer to me as Lady Charlotte. Ma'am also works fine. I see you have met Scarlett, my Irish.