Get that cunt on all fours, said another. Thank God, a woman that knows its place.Jesus Christ. So much hate against women. And this was my wife, afte...r all—show a little respect. But I stayed professional and hid my dismay. This was just business, after all.“All right, baby. Now get cleaning. Do it fast. As much as you can do in about 45 minutes.”And for the next three-quarters of an hour, that’s what she did: Wearing only pink tennis shoes and a pink dog collar, she cleaned the living room,. We gave James the option to choose how long he wantedto be Janet and he chose the full two weeks so he could play with hissister. I wanted to choose 8 days so I could have half the time on thetrip as Mike and the other half as Michelle but my wife had other plansshe made it 11 days. The first day was travel so I spent 5 days with mywife as Michelle then she sprung the surprise on me telling me shevisited the old-man in the mall and was going to spend 5 days as Robert."What you do you mean you. As the scent of his marking filled her breaths, he smiled, watching the tension visibly fade from her body until the only trembles were from her efforts to remain on all fours. When he was done, he sat against the side of the tub, cupping her chin his hand with a brush of thumb at her cheek. Removing the plugs from her ears. He sat them to the side and leaned down to whisper, "Mine." That single word was her last undoing and her hips dropped until she sat against her heels, her head at his. ”“Little Bay was where I grew up. I lived on the water until I was sixteen.”“Why did you stop?”She grinned. “Boys were more interesting. Since I moved to the city, I haven't thought of it, but I miss sailing.”“I have a crewman who lives onboard. He keeps the boat shipshape and in regular use. On weekends, I take her out by myself for some quiet.”“Except for the sounds of water lapping at the hull and the slam of the sails as the wind hits them,” she smiled at the memory.“Would you like to sail.