‘Yeah, but lets not tell him that okay?’ ‘Yeah, just cause this is blonde,’ she pulled a strand of hair forward over her shoulder, ‘doesn’...t mean that it’s a life style.’ ‘You sure?’ He laughed and ducked when she swung at him. ‘Seriously,’ he added when he quit laughing, ‘I got five calls and a bunch of call back slips from the newsies today. Someone let it slip that we got an ID. They are going to be all over this.’ ‘Oh, shit.’ ‘My feelings exactly. I no commented them, gave them the blah,. Her new husband, Brad, had stressed to her how important it was that he succeeds in his new job, as the vice-president for real estate sales in this new, exclusive country club subdivision development; and his boss, Alan "Big Al" Martin, insisted that Brad and his new bride Lisa take part in the social affairs of the community.But Lisa had heard rumors already, while sunning herself at the club pool, of what went on at these parties given by her husband's boss, and his 'trophy' wife, Pamela.. As I slept, the recurring nightmare I kept having didn't return, butinstead in it's place I had an even stranger dream. This time, I was theperfect little sissy stepford wife, the epitome of domesticsubmissiveness and subservience. My pale blonde hair up in a beehivebun, with a baby pink bow in front, my bangs coming to my thin higharched eyebrows. I was made-up in soft pink and light grey shades ofeyeshadow, false eyelashes and heavy black mascara and eyeliner, andsoft pink blush and. We are pumping you up” (evil laugh) (softly) “Relax ... Be a good boy for Nurse Michelle” (evil laugh)(hisssss) “Uh oh, blood pressure, 117/79” (giggle) “Something is jacking up his blood pressure” (giggle)“Honestly, it’s really not all that high, it’s actually a little low, but you’re right, something is filling up that “pressure meter” of his...” (evil laugh)“Chris, we can’t let you leave here until we get to the bottom of this. If we need to, we’ll give you drugs to knock you unconscious...”.