My Husband had me in tears sneakin’ out of the house for over twenty-five years wearing my Red Lipstick My Black Stockings TOO snuck behind my back just for something to do He wore ALL of my sexiest outfits my makeup, my lingerie, my blonde wig He doesn’t...

The hours spent yearning, the seconds drenched in tears, the minutes sweetly drowned in the vortex of climaxes. The world we had shut out, lost in our power exchanges, came on tiptoe to take away our last figments of dreams, our frail disregard of reality, our contempt for...