I had left the decision on when to tell the kids about our adoption plans, and how to tell them, up to Anna. She decided that she would tell Beth firs.... The two of them talked late into the evening after the others had fallen asleep. Every once in a while, during the talk, Beth would glance over at me looking for confirmation on something Anna had to say, and I would nod in agreement.Beth was in high spirits the following day, and that was noticed by the others. Anna broke the news to them. ‘Now that you’re through taking in the view what do you want to drink.’ She asked with a chuckle. I pulled my eyes up to her face to see a smile and grinned myself. ‘The view is quite beautiful, almost as good as the sunsets around here. I’ll take a Bud in a bottle for now.’ She cocked her head slightly to the side and grinned. ‘I like a man who knows what he likes and wants,’ she said as she turned to walk to the beer box. Bending over to fish a beer out of the box gave me a view of about four. Also, it was kind of a turn on, of sorts. Kind of like competition in a way. When we had sex with each other, we had an emotional attachment. When we had sex with other people, it was fucking for pure physical enjoyment.She would take me into local strip clubs and pay for girls to give me lap dance upon lap dance, while I did the same with her. This was ok, yet we decided to up the ante by visiting couples bars. We went to a couple of swingers events locally. The first couple, she was somewhat. Hell, she could be Stephie, although that seemed a little unlikely."Yeah, sure," I tried to end the conversation."I didn't get what I wanted," she pressed on in spite of me."A gag would have been nice," hissed the girl directly in front of me as she turned around to glare at us."Cammie Rowe," my benchmate smiled cruelly as she readied a retort, "why don't you —" Some problem back there?" Mr. Carruthers asked."No, sir," Cammie whipped back around after a final glare at me."No," the girl next to.