"Well, Meredith, I guess I should say 'Welcome to the Caymans.'" Thanks! I can't wait to meet your wife, Marie," she said, reaching out and touching h...is arm. "I hear she's into fisting as much as I am."At that, their driver hit a curb and narrowly missed a taxi, but recovered his poise and control of the heavy car."You know she's not really my wife, right?" Mitchell asked after the driver stabilized. "Pretty sure she's only a year or two older than you." But who's counting, right Mitchell?" she. .I can tell he had never done this before and was very nervous....we had been so impressed that we invited him back to our house 'which we never do with strangers' and he said ok. So arriving at our house and heading inside, he sat at the dining room table and we opened a bottle of 15 year old bourbon my husband saved for a special occasion. We drank a few glasses and then the conversation was getting very hot. He said in the ad that he had a 10 inch cock and it was thick...and I couldn't wait. Collectively, however, by the end of I was beginning to strain to complete the final sets."Good. Come over here; now we're going to work on your core."First she had me do a series of push-ups, sit-ups and leg lifts. Next was the yoga. I watched as she demonstrated each movement. When she had completed her demonstration she had me do them, correcting my form on each. Then we did them all together, moving from one immediately into the next. After thirty minutes, I was huffing and puffing and the. Just then, of course, I was back in the high school parking lot. I drove home, a bit shaken by what I had seen, and poured myself a beer. It didn't take long to realized that this wasn't strong enough for the kind of day I had, so I took out my bottle of bourbon and downed two shots in a row. The burn was a useful distraction from the chilling conversation I had overheard. That was even truer of the buzz that I quickly got from the alcohol.It was the worst possible moment to get dropped back.