”“Can you organise that for me?“Your birthday is before mine, can we have two women on that day? And a few weeks later for my birthday can we ha...e two men?”As my birthday approached we weighed up lots of options and preferences. “A man for your birthday. I want to watch another much younger man give you a blow job. Then just before mine we will make a decision.” We compromised by agreeing to have two men for Gina’s birthday, one each while we watched each other being pleased by a man we had. I introduced Becky to Mr. Olsen. She was fascinated with the feeding of the lambs and for once, didn't try to answer half of the questions that were directed at me. "We've gone to all the home games, Sammy. It's so much fun to see one of my second graders play so well. You've gotten big since I last saw you. Oh, Dan, did you see where they both made the honor roll?"Becky looked at me, her face glowing with pride. Mr. Olsen nodded that he had seen our achievement in the newspaper."They got five. She didn’t just look like she could pass as one of the students, she looked younger than nearly all of the high school students. The tiny bumps on her chest just added to this perception. He would never consider touching a student, but that didn’t mean he didn’t fantasize about it. Better yet if he could fantasize about dominating a privileged little white girl. Beth gave him just this chance. She could easily be the 13 or 14 year old white girl from the upper crust private school. Just. ’ ‘Let’s face it,’ my loving wife added, ‘husbands are hard enough to housetrain, let alone take out in public without a leash!’ The women began to laugh until one of them snorted and sent them all into hysterical laughter. I’d heard enough and stepped out of the kitchen. My niece was the first one to see me. It was probably the look on my face that caused her smile to disappear. My daughter and sister-in-law were next as I walked up from behind my wife. With the other three no longer.