So rather than fight him, I chose to surrender to him then."I continued, "At first, all he wanted was oral sex, which I had never, ever done, not even... for your father. I thought if I did that, maybe he would be satisfied and leave us alone. But then he forced me onto the bed and I knew my hopes were for nothing. But instead of just jumping onto me and raping me, he began to caress me, and as much as I didn't want to admit it, he was making me sexually aroused. Before I knew what was happening,. Mike however was fascinated and turned the conversation in that direction every time he could. If the stories laid out for us were to be believed, it was perfectly alright for these guys to have extramarital affairs. Indeed, it was almost mandatory! The wives, on the other hand, were to pretty much shut up, cook, clean and behave themselves. The wife was an extension of the Madonna/Earth Mother myth, I suppose. Now, don’t misunderstand, I am not saying all men felt this way, just the ones we. I continued to remove my change and pocketknife, butslowed as I realized the picture in the photo didn't look like mine. Iemptied my hands and grabbed my wallet and turned it to get good lighton it. Once again, I was dumbstruck. While the photo did have a vagueresemblance of me, it was the more feminine me I had seen in the mirrorat work earlier. You could clearly see two diamonds earrings and myhair was slightly different, but still longer than I ever had it. Ilooked over the vital stats and. She was a short bubbly blonde, with big blue eyes and a lovely smile."Hi, my names Sarah and I'll be looking after you on this trip" she said."Hi Sarah" said Kim and I together.After a few refreshments we reclined our chairs and settled back for the flight. As the seat slid back my skirt rode up my legs, revealing a glimpse of stocking top. I pulled it down a little and felt the electric sensation as my hand gently brushed against my nylon clad leg. I rested my hand on my leg and continued to.