She was out cold now. Sure she was only a month along, but I made a mental note to take it easier on her now that she was carrying a precious child.... My child was now growing in her young womb. That made me twitch. Here I was the guy who never wanted kids; whose wife had to almost beg for children because I was worried over how they would affect our finances. Now I had twins at home and another on the way with my mistress. I looked down at Becky asleep on her bed and put a blanket over. ." Shoot," Dean says."What's the policy on facial hair again?" I ask, laughing as mysupervisor rubs the scratchy black hair on the side of his face."Well my personal policy is 'the more, the better'," Dean laughs. "We'rea game store, mate, not Lord Sugar's boardroom." Thought so," I say. "Just my grandma has been on at me to shave moreoften, because she says beards don't suit me because, umm, I'm, you know,blond..." You don't have to worry about it here, mate," Dean says. "As for blondmen not. " He then asked "Is Martin as big as you" and then kissed the mature man's ear. Pete replied" God yes he is bigger and has wanted you from the instant he saw you. He loves how you are dressed and the sweater adds so much more. He likes how pretty you look and your effeminate mannerism makes him so very excited." Francis kissed him thanking him for the compliments. Francis loved it when mature men liked his look and admired him. He found it so exciting and as he kissed the man he pushed his boy. And you're not every woman. I picked you specifically because I knew you'd enjoy it. I'm psychic. Or insane. Just in case it's the latter, I'm going to yell really loudly so the other people in the asylum will come by.Thank you for covering your ears. IF ANYONE CAN HEAR ME, I PLAN TO EXPLAIN WHY I'M SO DELUSIONAL IN FIFTEEN MINUTES OR SO. I DON'T KNOW IF I'LL EVER MENTION IT AGAIN SO YOU SHOULD LISTEN.Don't worry, I'll tell you why I think you're a delusion, too. You must admit though, letting.