This causes me to become very excited but to no avail I'm rarely given a chance to consummate my sexual urges. I'm able to get some pleasure from the ...various plugs and dildos I'm allowed to play with- but only to a point. When I get excited there its 50/50 chance I shoot while still in chastity limp and prodded along by whatever I'm getting off with in my ass, or I find frustration as I try to get hard but the blood just flows elsewhere.House work in enforced heels and kept shackled most of the. I was puzzled. Opening the garage door, a smell wafted through the house. Apricot? Following the smell, I opened Yvette's old room. It was now the guest room, as Angie and I lived in our (my old) room with Ray.Lying on the bed was a vision. A nude vision smiling up at me with a look of lust on her face. Long blonde hair framed a face that was a delight to look at, and her blonde bush was open and inviting. Who was this? And why did my wife leave me here alone with her?The phone rang. It was. I love the idea that the family is together again, although it's without your folks."I hugged the woman who hugged me as hard. I know we both shed some tears, but it was for those lost.I needed to pick my suits up from the Men's Wearhouse, so I told everyone that I would be back in about an hour. I drove to the store and tried on the pants and coat again. I bought a couple more white shirts and some nice ties. I should be fixed for a while.I saw the guy in the Camry as I was getting ready to. ." Simone paused. "No, that's not it. That's too simple.Not aggression, but focus and drive, I'm not sure. This man-shape is allreally alien to me. It's like a holiday in a foreign country," she said."I'm enjoying it but I don't want to live there."* * *Sunday dawned. I woke late, to the distant car door clunk as the Coopers'neighbors drove to church. Light lancing between the curtains picked outdust motes drifting aimlessly about Simone's bedroom.I had a premonition something was wrong. Not a.