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Hi! It's me Diana Johnson again. You know, the tiny woman married to that big hunk Bob. Well, some of the readers of my first story (the one which started in the Kitchen) have asked me to write a bit more about our adventures. When I think about it, there is quite a bit to report, and some things moved in a direction I would never have guessed. You may recall that Mum had given me some of the delicate little dresses she made and wore when she was a teenager in the 1960's and 70's.

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The next morning after our encounter with my Mum, I rang her from the office. "Oh hallo Diana dear." She said when she heard my voice. "Hi Mum." I said, "I'm ringing from the office." I let that information sink in so that she would know that I'd have to be careful what I said to her. "I'm ringing to see how you are this morning." "I'm fine dear." She said, "In fact I'm more than fine I'm ecstatic! I still can't believe what you two did to me yesterday! You are a pair of naughty buggers!"

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Sarah was excited about today. She scheduled a day off from work without telling her husband so she could have the whole day to herself to do whatever she wanted and then surprise her husband when he got home. Ever since dressing like a pig for her anniversary, Sarah has occasionally worn her pig outfit around the house at night but has yet to get to wear it for the whole day.

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Hilary and Caroline were both riding instructors at the Abbeyway Equestrian Centre. Hilary was twenty-two, tall, slim and well built drawing admiring glances from male visitors to the stables. Her piercing blue eyes and almost model features were matched with a body honed by hours of hard work, mucking-out, riding and working with horses. Caroline was almost her opposite, twenty and tom-boyish, she had scruffy brunette hair, brown eyes and a wicked sense of humor. Most of the staff and clients of the centre adored the two instructors, however it was not as much as they adored each other.

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Chapter 1 - A Light Bulb Moment I am Simon Ashden, and up until very recently I had never known what WAM was or that playing with your food was something that could be so much fun. That was until I met Sharon and we had discovered together that we had similar messy tastes! After her revenge session we had spent sometime playing with small quantities of food, but we both wanted to do another big session. It was a telephone call that gave me an idea and a great chance to have another major session.

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I had been the area manager for a group of restaurants for about five years, having been promoted through the ranks from having been a waiter as a summer job. The restaurants were pretty basic family establishments, you would know the sort where you would take your mum and dad at the weekend for an inexpensive meal.

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