Dave sighed silently, knowing that he had absolutely no intestinal fortitude when it came to his wife’s sexual behavior. He knew that he would go al...ong with whatever wacky idea she came up with, no matter what, or when, or where. His new wife had an innate ability to control him by controlling his dick. He loved her dearly, and knew that she loved him as well, but it went back to their first date.They had met at a college frat party and after he had bought her a drink, he had begun to chat her. “Sit up and face me.” He growled out. His face already red with lust. She did as she was told and sat up and turned her body. The soapsuds slowly dripped down her pointed tits and her flat tummy back into the water. He followed the trail and groaned. “Open your mouth girl.” He grabbed her hair and roughly pulled her face closer to is crotch. She placed her hands against the sides of the tub to help her keep steady. Her eyes wide and her cheeks now a rosy pink as she smelt the rotten cheese on. I do have to admit the rescue is not anywhere as dramatic as what I envisioned. Being exchanged for a sheep and a cow is sort of anti-climactic.”Grinning, I respond, “Better an exchange of food stock than have you become the first meal for their young when they hatch. Anyway, that’s my view. I still have to do a much more dramatic rescue. One of the Kukulka hasn’t exchanged Mary Violinist, so I have to go to steal her back. That will take some days. It’ll allow you time to recover.”“Please,. We think Lauren is in some sort of trouble, and may be hanging around with some nasty people. Do you know if she and Jim have been, you know.” asked his mother, looking down at her clenched hands.“What?”“You know, do you think that they have slept together?” His mother spat out the words like rancid milk.“I don’t know, how should I?” replied Mike, looking out the window.“Tell us the truth, Mike. This is very important.” she said, her voice quivering with emotion.“Honest, I don’t know. I know.