No mater where or when it happens. I love you and I want you in my bed always but I want to feel free to have intimate friends as well. Do you underst...nd what I’m telling you? I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t want to lose you…but…" I kissed her tenderly before answering her. "Debby, what you’re talking about is having an open relationship. I can understand your need for an open relationship. I have no problem with that. But it has to work both ways, I have to feel free to have sex with anyone. He turns to the boy, “What’s your name?”“Toby Jones, sir.”“I’m Will March and my head wife is Ann, also called Happy Fawn.” He points to her and she waves. “Where can I get a lot of washing done?”The boy smiles, “That’s what my ma does for a living. She’s good and Miss Hattie recommends her to all of her lodgers.”Turning to his wives Will says, “I need a bundle of all our clothes that need washing and another bundle of all the clothes from the dead. I’ll take them down to get that done. You’ve. ” she whined.“Do you feel sorry for all things you've done wrong?” I demanded.She thought for a few seconds, then responded “Not yet Daddy. Punish me!”“All right then Kitty, say you're sorry.” I commanded as I pulled back slowly, still holding her cheeks firmly against the bars. As I pushed forward just as slowly, invading her rectum she wailed “I'm sorry Daddy!” her colon clenching and spasming along the length of my cock.Goddamn but her ass felt good, maybe as good as her pussy. Maybe. After a while, the third screen showed my male-self doing several male activities while wearing male items. When my thoughts matched the third screen, my happiness level dropped. I quickly started to think about being kissed by a man. Happiness and arousal returned. I wanted happiness.After several more times of switching the third screen between male activities to female activities, I soon learned to stop thinking of myself doing male activities. Even when the third screen showed me male.