‘I was trying to make chicken lasagna for you.’ Leon smiled and gave her hand a gentle squeeze. ‘I was so mad that I started crying. Then Richar...d walked in.’ She took a deep breath. ‘He convinced me that he’d made a mistake. That he wanted to marry me and make a family with our child.’ ‘Oh, Mary.’ Leon reached out to stroke her hair and she pulled away. ‘It wasn’t your fault. He was victimizing you again.’ ‘I know, Leon.’ Her tears fell anew. ‘But I should have been thinking about you.’ ‘Mary,. For the bravery you have shown for the many rewards you passed over for the men, I now promote you to rank of Vice Admiral of the fleet.” Gunter swallowed hard as Derrick pinned the three stars to each of his lapels.As Gunter stepped back Derrick continued. “Warrant officer 3 Richard Grant, for your excellent handling of ships with Vice admiral Shiloh, I promote you to the rank of Rear Admiral lower rank of the fleet.” Grant stood stock still in shock as Derrick pinned a star to each of his. Well, you know, he soaked that teddy, and I really never liked that dress, anyway." You should keep him in panties and maybe even dresses, Karen," Connie asserted. "As a constant reminder of who wears the pants, now." But all this time I thought I was married a man," Karen sighed. "Now what? I don't think I really want to be married to a pantywaist. It just seems so far removed from reality that a man so much bigger than me can become so weak and obedient. If he ever rebelled, you know. I always had to be quick and careful but I just had to play with them a little, rubbing them on my skin and especially my cock. It was another whole level of ecstasy for me and the beginning of my other life long obsession.As I started my 7th grade year I started to explore my mothers dresser drawers to see what she had. If my teenage sister had stuff I liked my mom had to have even better. I was not disappointed. Since it was the 70's my mom wore a dress, heels and hose to work everyday. .