Boutique
My wife had been working at this ladies boutique in Houston forabout a year. She knew of my many feminine fetishes and themajor affect that they had on me. On several occasions, when shewanted me to do something special for her she would put on a furand lightly stroke it across my face several times saying "That's it,soft. So soft. You're getting lost. You're getting weaker andweaker, aren't you?" She would continue talking in this manner tome until I was so weakened and passive from being so...