They can hear me coming so I expect them to hide what they are doing, but when I see the computer screen… SHIT! …there’s a very nice topless pic...ture of me and my long torso filling the entire large screen, and both boys are grinning at me. They have no shame. I am tempted to assault their computer, but I curse at them instead.“You guys have a hell of a nerve.”“Do you want a copy?” “You better not go around sharing those pictures. We could all get into big trouble.”“Not even with Dad? I. ... view." Shelley's face reddened and she looked down ... she didn't say anything for about a minute. The tension was thick. She finally looked up and said, "I'm sorry, but I can't do everything you asked". When Dave heard her say that , inside he became very angry and asked my wife, in as calm a tone as possible, "and why not ?" Shelly sheepishly replied, "because I'm not wearing pantyhose ... I'm wearing stockings and a lace garter belt ... I'm sorry, but I don't have pantyhose to remove.". She would be less likely to question her position and the commands she would be given. Daily reminders of why she is alive and how much she loves me for sparing her could make this work. The fact that she was breathtakingly beautiful was only icing on the cake.My life could be lonely. I never come home to a hot meal. There's no one else here to clean the house, do the laundry and all the other boring chores I hated. How nice it would be to have another person in the house, to listen to me, to. He remembered now how he and his mother polished their nails last night.Just like mother and daughter. He knew then that could only mean onething. Today was going to be a dress-up day. He knew it. It had beena week since she had dressed him, a week since his mother Lisa and hervery close friend Valerie Paine had dressed him in women's clothes.Today it would happen again. Thirty times he had heard her say. Hewould have to dress up for her thirty times as punishment for all timeshe slipped.