’ She was like a whirlwind. We waved goodbye to Lise and left the bar holding hands. Her heels clicked on the pavement as we strolled and I noticed ... long, black Mercedes following us, creeping along the side of the road as we walked. Greta explained, ‘We will need the car for some part of our day so I have told my girl to follow us.’ She looked at me, smiling. ‘Lise and I own six places in Berlin – we are disgustingly rich, is that not so wonderfully decadent? I am taking you to another of our. Becky Shepherd surveyed the village shop that she helped her mother to run. At this time of the morning there was only one other customer in the shop.Becky was an apple cheeked buxom young country girl of 21 years. Her family had farmed the land in the parts since time out of mind and still did. The other individual in the shop was one of her farming family ? an old man who had retired just a few years ago. He was her mother's father and Becky called him granddad, because of his age but, as. Anyway, I picked some thin satin panties for the days adventure, and must've looked quite silly standing there with my legs apart, a vibrator in one hand and a roll of duct tape in the other, staring at my crotch with great concentration. :-) I got the ladybug placed properly, though, right over my most sensitive spot, and gave myself a quick buzz to make sure it was working. Mmm. I really like that thing. I pulled my jeans on, checked once again to make sure things were where they should be,. Why not give him a little vicarious pleasure? But many are from IAM twins. These we take seriously. Our waiting list of twins is well over a thousand now. I can tell that this is starting to get to Andrew. This particular ‘chore’ has never been on his list of favorite things to do. Now it seems to be endless and daunting. Perhaps some men might look at this as a fantasy come true – a thousand women just waiting for the opportunity to be impregnated at one’s beck and call. But the reality might.