He even pounded my asshole a little harder than normal as he told me I should have called him at work before I played.That is one of the rules Jack ha...s for me. I am suppose to tell him when I am about to have fun and with whom. Jack tells me it is more for my safety however; I know it is so he knows who to go look for if something was to happen to me.Jack is a special man in that he loves me so much. He will give me anything I ask for or I ever wanted. He is a strong, big, muscular man who is. She had no recollections of seeing him other than that first time he'd approached her at a bar one night with her girlfriends and struck up a friendly conversation.He had seemed like a gentleman, even slightly shy. He told her he'd seen her at the nightclub where she performed and that she sang beautifully. He'd even said that she reminded him of his mother's lovely voice.Well that should've been a clue right there! Hell ... he probably had an Oedipal complex! Mommy devoted herself to him so. .. there's ... yes..."She had said the last word as a whisper. "Just a minute..." Joyce held out the phone to a surprised Jeremy and said, "My husband would like to ask you some things and he says that he wants and expects honest answers."Jeremy looked at the phone as if it were a poisonous reptile. Hesitatingly, he took the phone from Joyce. "Hello?" This is Howard Duncan, Joyce's husband. I just KNEW that Joyce would be with some guy, given the track record of Peggy Cornwall and her team. Who. He waslaughing "I really hope you liked getting dressed up as a girlbecause when I fuck you now you stay a girl forever. You can wearall the frilly and lacy panties and bras you want and look at itthis way, nobody will think its odd. I don't think the girls willlike you much though, you're going to be sucking and fucking alltheir boyfriends. Now let's consign you to womanhood forever."I cried as he threw me back on the bed. "Please stop, don't dothis!" I bawled. "Can't you just get another man.