To compensate for her absence, she regularly bestowed me with expensive gifts. As far as I’m aware this way of growing up wasn’t a traumatic exper...ence: I didn’t know better than that all children were raised by nannies and I certainly liked all those gifts. Therefore, the fact I saw my mother more often on television than in real life (being a cute, good looking children’s author she was a welcome guests on all kinds of game shows and talk shows) didn’t disturb me at all. Quite the contrary, I. .. even if you love them as..." NO. Goddamn it. I'm NOT a lesbian." I spat the words out, and I realized I was talking aloud. I was fully awake now, and yet the voice and presence were still here. "A Lesbian doesn't knock up two women, thanks." You don't believe me?" Lesley's voice became slightly mocking. It had taken on that infuriating ton of a woman who knew a secret and yet wouldn't share."You know I don't. I'm with two girls thanks to a bit of your help, ok, great, but I'm NOT going to. Jane never mentioned marriage and seemed to be content to carry on the way we were. To all intents and purposes we were like a married couple anyway, so without any children there didn't seem to be any need to change things. Our life together was as blissful as I could remember, and unlike when I first started out with Lisa, we had no money problems. However, I was taken somewhat by surprise one night when Jane came to me and after a short cuddle made her feelings known."Kevin, would you like. Monica didn’t know what to say and the day progressed from there. That day, Jenna didn’t press Monica to show her any flesh, and by closing time, Monica was a bit agitated. At first, she was disturbed by the thought of Jen seeing her breasts. But as the day went on and she stewed over the idea, it didn’t seem so bad. And by the end of business, Monica was practically looking for an excuse to show Jenna her tits. But of course she was too shy, too demure to suggest such a thing. So they closed.