"Know what else he does girls?" She laughed. "He wears his hair long. Like a girl. Uses the excuse that he doesn't want a woman telling you when to cut it. Can you believe it? Lets himself get involved in little physical competitions with his wife's lover so he could demonstrate how weak he is - weaker than her. He let a woman, me, threaten him with punishment if he didn't obey her - then made sure he didn't obey. Took his punishment like a man," she laughed. "Some man! A sissy! Just what we thought al along."
She was talking to me again. "So you're in a skirt and women's undies. High heels. Want to complain?"
I blushed.