He's notvery good, so he ends up with a very public lesson in the propertechnique.Don't try this at home. That's the disclaimer they give on those ex...tremestunt shows. Maybe they should have put that in the movies, too. Forwhen I tried to copy a scene in one movie, things just got out ofcontrol.My story begins happily. I was in my mid twenties, employed as anadvertising copy writer and already married. My wife, Christina, whom Imet in college, has a successful career in business herself. . "I saw you look at your watch, and say. "It looks like we will have about six hours for hot sexy fun Babygirl."You then placed my suitcase in the back seat and opened the car door for me. After closing my door, you hurried around and got behind the wheel. You started the engine and glanced at me and said, "Damn, never in my wildest dreams would believe I would actually meet my Babygirl. Honey, has daddy told you how beautiful and sexy you are?"I laid my hand on his shoulder and replied,. I unclipped my bra and let it fall, my breasts were always my best bits, full and firm thrusting straight out towards the mirror. At last I was naked and I looked myself up and down with a small smile on my face."Not bad," I whispered.I turned to see my profile and again nodded. I moved to lay down on the bed, my hand picking up my favourite toy from the bed side draw. With a turn on the end cap it started to buzz softly in my hand. While I moved it over my body, in my mind I could see his. "Twenty-nine, three more inches to go. Soon, you'll have a nice trimwaistline, Bernice, like Maxine's and Ronnie's."Maxine came up and put her hand on my satin covered tummy, telling mehave a pleasant nap. It didn't take long. I had a restful sleep and wokeup in time for dinner, according to the alarm clock on the headboard,but I couldn't find anyone to help me out of the bed. I stretched andyawned, hoping to hear some sounds from around the house.I wanted to see Jake. I hadn't seen him for.