"Bad?" Joyce asked looking at her sister-wife."Yeah. Really bad," Caitlin quietly said."Let's not panic about this," Jeff said. "Remember she healed y...ou from a brain injury, Joyce, not to say anything about your heart," he finished, glancing at Cramer."But this is..." Caitlin said."More ... difficult," Jeff finished for her."So you weren't going to tell us about this because it was our wedding night?" Caitlin asked, but didn't expect an answer. "You were just going to keep it to yourself?". She talked about her hobbies, and about her past, and her family.It felt like we were building up a really good friendship. I told her a lot about my past too, so my replies to her were always pretty long.That evening, Mike came online for another chat. It was straight onto sex. He was wanking himself and asked me to do a strip for him.I did it because I like him, and I love performing. And of course, I know how good that cock of his feels too. But I just wish we could chat a bit more about. He made me aside and smiled at me.I also gave him smile. I was wearing pajama and loose t-shirt with v neck. I was showing my cleavage intentionally. I made the tea and we were drinking the tea. He was staring at my cleavage time to time.But I was being very innocent. Then we chatted a lot. He asked about my marriage plan. I told him because I did not want to make him angry. We made plan for chicken. So I started to prepare the chicken. But I smelled something about wine. I saw that it was my. ..About a month ago, Eden needed a ride home and Samantha, one of the attorneys from Eden's office, gave her a lift. Samantha hadn't seen the new house, so Eden brought her in to show off the new digs. As they wandered past the boudoir Eden noticed with a touch of horror that several of the "toys" had been left out from the previous night's escapades. Leather manacles, 6" patent leather pumps in two distinctly different sizes, a leash, riding crop, ballgag, ropes, chains... the usual. Eden.