I'd love that. I guess I always figured you would be, with me and Phil probably getting married." Have you thought about something bigger?" Bigger how..." I mean, have you thought about all of you getting a farm and working it. Marrying all of them ... and me." Uh ... I'd love to. But can you do that?" Times are changing Daisy. Marriage between two women, or two men for that matter is becoming acceptable. The government doesn't dare try to prosecute for fear that the dam will break and plural. Me: chalo ab tumhari baariMegha: baari, kya matlab meri baariMe: baari matlab , ab tum wahi karo jo maine tumhare saath kiyaMegha : kya main ise apne mooh mein nahi le rahiMe: kyunMegha: yukkk, kitna ganda hai , nahi baba nahiMe: are maine nahi kiya abhiMegha: are tumhari baat aur haiMe: meri baat kyun aur hai, dekho na kaisa murja gaya hai , ismein jaan daldoMegha : nahi nahi mujse nahi hogaMe: darling aise na karo , ek baar try to karo,kyun honeymoon kharab kar rahi hoMegha: honeymoon , kya. ..Well, you can't turn back. You did... what you did, and now it's time to pay the piper."Lauren...?"You call her name, but she just sighs and snuggles closer to you."Lauren! LAUREN!"finally her eyes open. She stretches, yawns, and then looks into your eyes."hey."She's sleepy at first. Rubbing her eyes, stretching.Stretching in your arms.Against you.Flesh against flesh.Hers, warm and soft against yours.And her thights seem to be locked around one of yours. And against your knee, you could. My tits were beginning to seem normal. I prepared myself for their movement so it was no shock or surprise. I walked in the bedroom and all I could think about was fucking tonight, having one of those huge cocks inside me. I sat down and read more about me. Most everything was about the guys, about clients. About what they liked, how they were, how the sessions went. I tried to count backwards to find Mondays to see what I was facing tonight. I started from the beginning to see if I could find.