I could usually read my wife's emotions, but this was different.Quickly Becca and I grabbed what was left of our clothing desperately trying to get dr...essed again in a vain attempt to somehow get past this moment. My daughter looked at her mother unable to speak with tears welling in her eyes. I couldn't look at either of them. The a****l in control left as quickly as it had appeared leaving a defeated man wishing to crawl under a rock to hide."Go to your room honey." Mary said to Becca."Mom. Trust me. I have lived here all my life and I know how the weather can turn on you.” “Okay, lead the way, but go slow.” He put his arm around my waist and we began the slow walk to the cabin over fallen trees, branches, and upturned rocks. After a few hundred yards I realized my ribs weren’t that bad after all and I could walk without Mike’s help. This made us be able to move faster and after half-an-hour I saw the roof of a building in front of us. “There it is,” said Mike. The door was. Then, he sort ofpantomimed what he meant. I reached behind me and smoothed the dress outagainst my legs, and sat down on April's bed. "Now, now," he again chided,"A lady does NOT sit with her legs spread. Put your knees together, andsort of bend your knees one way, put your feet together, and sort of tuckthem under you in the opposite direction from your knees. I did as I wastold, and was rewarded with a "Good girl!" Uncle Bruno," as he told me to call him asked me lots of questions. . Before long we was back at the house andparked in the garage. Leave the cases there me and Sandra anne with sortthem later.Mistress Janes phone rang it was daddy. I heard him say Dr karpory isleaving now the clinic as been told the team is set to go. Get Sandraanne ready she is having her face feminisation surgery tonight alsoheavy laser treatment more liposuction we think she would be bettergetting more fat to her arse. 4 nights staying in Harley Street themmoved to the private clinic For.