I was happy with her sexual performance and I assumed that she was ok with mine. Life was good. The future was bright. It was bright until we had the ...ight talk.Normally when we go to bed, we do one of two things: have sex or go to sleep. We have never lain in bed with the lights out and discussed personal matters of any type. It was a routine for which we both seemed comfortable. I now know why it was a good policy."John, can we talk about something for a second?" What? Now? Can't it wait till. I grabbed a towel and dried my hands, and then, picking upthe laundry basket headed for the door. A voice form behind stopped me."Peter, think, if you go out like that you'll get your skirt and topsoaked. Put a raincoat on, dear, there is one behind the utility roomdoor.I pulled the door to, and as she said there was a raincoat. But what araincoat! Baby pink! Translucent plastic! Covered in little white roses!It had a belt and a large spacious hood which tied under the chin withtwo long plastic. “Didn’t I see yours that one time? Up in the loft? Perhaps it’s not so unfair that you get to see mine.” Then she kissed him on the cheek and laughed out loud. She was glad to be alive.Uncle Martin went to bed and Laurie felt so good she decided not to put on her dress, and instead to feel free and unfettered as she did her chores. She needed to milk the cow and she invited Kit to come along. He agreed and soon she was sitting on a three legged stool, her heels under the cow and straddling the. It was pointless to try to scream, seeing that I lived in the middle of nowhere, with no neighbors around for miles. He roughly turned my head to the side and whispered in my ear. “I’m going to enjoy every part of this.” He grinned. His eyes piercing, as he looked into mine. My heart started to beat fast, almost as if adrenaline was running through my veins. He pushed me in front of him forcing me to walk backwards to my bedroom. He pushed my with a hard shove and made me fall onto the bed. I.