I would love being really submissive for you and pleasing you in whatever way you want me to. I can dress up for you in my white lace basque and lace ...topped stockings with white high stiletto platform heels and a tiny lacy thong. You would be sitting on the bed watching tv and thinking I was in the other room, wouldn’t expect me all dressed up for you. You would turn to look at me and just stare at me, not being able to catch your breath, seeing me dressed up like that, looking gorgeous and. “I think my son must have spent last night with you.” Lori nodded. “Would you mind telling me, his mother, how it went?”“What the hell? She wants to know so why shouldn’t I tell her?” thought Lori.The older woman was wide-eyed and smiling as Lori told about their adventures last night. Then she asked the woman, “Paulo says it is your anniversary and you are spending a lot of time in the cabin.”“Ah yes! My husband finally made me tell him about the two men that I had sex with a few times before. At school I found myself learning to skip, playing netball in a short skirt, joining in doing handstands against the wall, joining in talking about makeup and clothes. I soon found that I could no longer relate to the boys I had known at junior school. They had grown interested in sports and cars whereas all I knew about was lipstick and soap operas.I was treated more and more as a girl by everybody, eventually ending up wearing skirts and dresses outside school as my female wardrobe built up. ” Sheila was instantly pissed off, how in the hell could her own husband sell her like a piece of meat to the highest bidder. Was he the highest bidder, or was there another reason that her husband chose to let this man be the one. Scott did not always make sense to her, but she knew him well enough to know that he always had a reason for everything he did or did not do. Sheila became a bit frightened, if Scott was as mad at her as he seemed, what was he willing to do to get even with her? And.