In my mind I said “Yes ma, your cunt” but aloud I said “Anything you want to cook is ok Ma”. She came out again and opened the refrigerator to... see what was inside. I lapped my head, because I had forgotten to hide my bottle of whiskey which was in the refrigerator. “What is this?” she asked “You drink?”. I put my head down and said nothing and thankfully she let it go at that. But there were no vegetables in the fridge and so she had to make some rice which we had with some dal. By then it was. I went to work and tried to stay busy.At 1:00pm on Monday, I called my wife's office. Her assistant answered her line."Hey Angie" i said, truing to sound upbeat, "Is my wife available?" Uh..." Angie sounded a bit confused, "Your wife called in this morning.... and scheduled this week as a vacation week." Oh" i said, trying to act nonchalant, "I knew that she was taking the end of the week... just didn't know that she was taking the entire week. I guess she has more to do to plan for this trip. “I can probably come up with some bull-shit story to accomplish that,” Gary said.“Friday afternoon around 3:00, you have her and start driving toward the motel. Before you get there, we will stop you and make out like we are arresting you. We will handcuff you both, and then take her to the motel. Once there, she won’t leave, she belongs to us. You can do what you want with her. Afterwards, if we approve of her, and if we are satisfied that she can be turned into an obedient whore, you will. But, to cut a long story short, i edged my arse forward until i was just about sitting on my seat, then i put the glass under my skirt and relieved myself into it! When i'd finished, i pulled it out and replaced it onto the table it had come from. The other girls were both amazed and amused - they didn't quite believe what i'd just done! One of then asked how i kept my knickers dry so i said, "What knickers?" and they all burst out laughing. Well, we had had a few drinks... Someone asked what.