By the time the four kids were grown up and gone my parents had no relationship, they just lived in the same house and co-existed until the arrival of... the grandbabies gave them something to do. I can't even begin to count the number of my married friends who had children and then watched their lives stagnate.A good part of the change, maybe even the major part, is financial in nature and it intrudes on almost everything. Want to take the wife out and give her a break? Sure you do, but can you. After 6 months or so I am told that I am ready to go out in the world and I am trusted to go out alone, my first task in to go out and get a tattoo, the design chosen by Mistress, which is a full sleeve on from my right wrist coming all the way up past the should and covering my whole back. The tattoo tasks a number of weeks and every time I have a session I am told to do the weekly shop, pay bills and buy myself slutty underwear and clothing. By now I am completely unrecognisable as the person. ”“We had an accident, but we have also made a new friend,” murmured Vincenzo behind my back. We all bustled in, because I felt I might lend a hand in putting the almost empty but still rather heavy kettle where it was supposed to be. There was a debate between Sister Rebecca and Father George, of which I understood just about enough to realise they had a big problem.“Can I help?” I asked. Rebecca turned to me and offered her hand, which surprised me. I shook it, obviously.“Hello, please excuse. "We're totally going to make you come first tonight, Vee." Yeah right, we'll see about that!" In fact, I bet you come way before Arianna does." Elizabeth went on."Oh yeah?" VJ replied a little out of breath. "You guys couldn't make me cum even if you tried."Elizabeth took this challenge to heart and she immediately stopped what she was doing and dared her to agree to a daisy chain. Hearing this term for the first time, the others seemed confused before Elizabeth went on to explain what it meant.