“Me too, trust me. Now let your pregnant wife ride you like nobody's business. And if you don't like it, then that's just tough shit,” I replied. ...Then we both laughed for a minute as he put his hands on my boobs. He started playing with them, moving them around. “You know they aren't just big stuffed animals right?” I asked. “Yes I know that. But they are really big and I like to play with my sister's boobs. And if you don't like that, then that is just tough shit sis,” Jeff replied. “And you. The two wives with the errant husbands came in and I had to pull my animal skin loin cloth to the side so they could witness my shame and punishment. It was really humiliating when they both spat on my rump and whacked me for good measure. In a way it was funny but I was not amused in the least. I was surprised when the two husbands came in and sat down and Tootoo gave them horns of his special brewed nut and berry mixture that had a real kick to it. I sat in the corner with the two wives and. "I do not want anything from him." And that is exactly why we should go there. You want to make things clear at one single sitting."I reluctantly agreed and gave her permission to agree a meeting as soon as possible after the reading of the will. Of course, I'd need to take care of Sara's belongings in her apartment. I already feared that task.During the weekend I was contacted by the state police who asked if they could keep Sara's cell as evidence. I gave my permission but I also said that I. ' With soothing words she talked about lifeand honesty, how most people fool themselves their whole lives andthe ones that faced up to the real you were so much happier. Ilistened and drank more of my drink which was starting to have it'saffect on me. Everything she said made perfect sense but it stillcame down to the question of, Was I really a sissy at heart?I told her that what she said made sense but that didn't mean I was asissy. Tim was letting Gwen have her lead and sat quietly eyeing.