four things

one, wonderbras work for me too. two all my stuff ends up in goodwill cause I can't fit them any more,three I read your 3000 words, worderbras work for me too.

I'll think what i like about him, cause i want you to happy, but yes mistress, i'll do your bidding.....yes mistress.

he's in extrordinarily good spirits tonight. he just came up behind me and i did the usual cringe and cover the boobs lest he be intent on a grope, and he said in the most amiable voice imaginable, 'bet you can't wait till we move, no more groping'



and i said, 'yeah'.

Are you sure my mistress, I can send him a case of boils, or worse, how dare he. the plague and sars are popular at this time of year, or even worse, the irs, they really know how to upset your day.can you just see me stooping in that quasimodo way, cape eyepatch , yesss my mistress, the bells the bells, make it stop, oh its the microwave just melting some chocolate inside bannanas, yummy.bfg

no, you have to realize this is (a) my son's father, and my son loves his daddy and (b) anything that happens to him, even a case of the sniffles and he's huddled in bed moaning piteously for days, do you want me to have to endure that? i don't want me to have to endure that.

Sigh, all right. oh stchtz, dropped liquid chocolate into the keybrd, its hot you know.i have to say you are being extreemly adult about this whole thing, i applaud you, you are the coolest woman in the whole world. don't forgrt to buy your son a tin drum for a going away present. he he da da da tapitty tapitty tap, "now don't open this till I'm gone now"