This is another story. My husband is in complete control of my body. He decides what I will wear, how I will groom myself, who I am exposing myself... to, and who I will fuck. I love it that someone who loves me has complete mastery of my physical being. It is quite liberating but can be terribly embarrassing at times. There are situations when I wish he would let me dress more modestly, but I love it that this lifestyle choice really turns him on. He knows that forcing me to wear a tiny. “Yes.”“HighSchool?”“No ... college ... as soon as my sibs show up.”“What? You’re some genius?”“Off the charts,” I held my hand over my head. “Way up there.”“Jeeze, you act pretty normal to me,” Albert said as he ushered me in the door.I was not the youngest kid in there ... a couple had their 12 year old. She was sipping a glass of wine.“That’s been watered to less than 2%.” Mattie explained.“Grape Allergy.” I said. “No wine for me ... or raisins, 57 sauce. If it’s got grape or grape products. "Well, Ray, I didn't mean to put you off so long," Lee Quigg began, "the fact is this has been a difficult loan application for me, one of the most difficult ones that I reckon I've ever run up against."The somber tone of his voice warned Ray even more than the cautious choice of words that his application had been rejected, and his whole lanky body seemed to sag in defeat."The Board of Directors simply wouldn't go for lending you any money," Quigg continued, "although John and I both spoke in. Purposely didn't want their last names. She suggested a movie, all agreed. Young men insisted on doing the dishes, nice touch she thought!She sat between Bob and Hal on the couch. All laughed frequently, then she pretended that her calf was tight. Bob rose to the occasion, offered to massage her feet and legs. Before you knew it Hal was doing her other leg and Yoshi was behind her rubbing her shoulders. All young men's hands glistened with lavender massage oil, they very much enjoyed her mature.