Consider this a 'get out of jail free' card." I don't need a card. You do like football, don't you?" I went to the game last week and had a good time.... Of course, I was talking to friends for a lot of the game, but yes, I enjoyed it." OK. That's good enough for me."Jim paid for our tickets and we swung by the snack bar. They had three kinds of soda and several different candy bars available. I let him get me a soda, but I'd just finished eating and didn't need any candy. He asked if I wanted. I had read enough S&M books to know that Jim was probably a submissive and could be used to have some fun. I told Betty to tell her husband that we'll do it only if he dressed up like a French maid transvestite and that he eats my cum out of Betty's pussy. Betty did not want to have anything to do with him so it took some convincing. But finally she agreed to tell him the conditions. Also, I told her that he needs to shave his entire body and get a manicure and pedicure like a good. "Whatsa matter?" shesaid, talking in her singsong baby-talking-tone that made me feel betterin spite of myself. She touched my damp crotch with the tips of herluscious toes. "Did baby make wet again? Awwww, its okay sweetie."She stroked my soft and soggy little pee-pee with her soft bare toes.Then Wendy slipped her pretty foot back into her sandal, reaching downto fix the strap around her ankle. She looked back up at Steff andgrinned, "You're just going to love this part of the story." Chapter. Not getting an answer, I raised my voice fearfully. "What's wrong? What happened?" I'm sick, Speedy. It came on... all of a sudden." What's wrong? When did it start?" Called your daddy... but he said he had to work late."I was incensed at her words. "Had to work late? Work late? What does he expect you to do, just stay sick?" Well, I don't know... maybe it'll just clear up." How long have you been sick?"She shrugged, taking in a deep breath and wiping her lips again. "A couple of hours, I.