That was exactly why she loved Vegas, nobody fit. An insider’s club for outcasts. She was relieved to have stumbled upon an escape hatch out of her ...houghts, and she starting cruising the casino floor aimlessly, slipping into observation of them, avoiding herself. A tired and hard-looking hotel hooker let one open toed stiletto dangle from the end of her flexed toes, resting her feet while her eyes scanned the room for a customer–potential or previous, hard to say. In the end, it didn’t matter.. I don’t know how many lesbian scenes we watched together, but it was a lot, and over a long period time. What I do know about getting a woman excited about something kinky is not to seem eager, and I carefully told her that just imagining watching her with another woman made me hard. It was enough. The idea of focusing on the lesbian stuff was to get her away from thinking I only liked the idea a threesome because I wanted to fuck another woman (which was partly true of course). The day Renu. Emma and Sarah were beginning to show and most of our conversation centred around babies and the upcoming baby boom. That fed into another point that I had raised with Art during our conversation that morning. I'd asked him about the fact that all I needed to do was to spurt once in a woman and she was pregnant. I pointed out that, one, it wasn't natural and two, that when spring came and we did get back to working on the housing complex I wouldn't have any workers because they would have all. You were not particularly manly, and did not know how to fix things on the farm.You walked past a mirror on your wardrobe, catching a sight of yourself. You are Chad. A slightly tall, light built, blond young man. Lately you have been questioning yourself, what you are and what you want to be. You imagined yourself living on the farm for the rest of your life. But you did not know how that would happen. There are moments you dream about restoring the farm. Leading the family. But a part of you.