That way, she said, we could continue l’deception. I thought briefly about her proposal and decided, why not? I hadn’t dated any other women sinc...e returning from France. It would be good to get out and do something social for a change. And it might be useful to keep up l’deception. Besides, Madeline was fun to be with. It wasn’t as though I would be cheating on Juliette by going to a party with Madeline, especially since in all probability I would never see Juliette again. I was waiting on. Never had he been with any woman in suchan intimate manner. And this was just not 'any' woman to Peter - it washis princess-mistress!"See what good little sissy boys get!" she teased. "Now come over and Ishall begin to teach you how to worship your Mistress. You may start byrespectfully kissing my shoes."After a few minutes, she cooed, "Such a good sissy. Now you may nurse onmy bosom. Yes, that's right, worship my bra first and wait until I baremy breast for you.Peter nuzzled into her right bra. ”“Thank you,” she said again. I had edited her best friend and lover to join us. Marissa had been Linda's lover before we ever dated. In the original timeline, my wife kept her relationship with Marissa a secret, ashamed of her bisexuality but unable to stop herself from seeing her friend a few times a year to satiate those desires I couldn't give her.I'd changed it so she revealed her relationship with Marissa when they were still dating in college. They never broke it off but my wife still. "I guess I'll sit up front," she shrugged.We toasted with the familiar tannin rich red wine in the common room of Nick's suite. "What's in it that changes our minds?" I asked Helena."You don't want to know," Helena answered."But I do," I insisted."Give me a second," said Naomi smiling evilly."Bitch," muttered Helena shaking her head."Drink up," Snake commanded. Lindy and I watched Natasha swallow the rest of her glass and Snake refill it, winking at us.Naomi showed us the quickly wrought though.