“What about what you wanted, Reg? A means of protecting window glass from missiles, either thrown stones or airgun pellets, wasn’t it? Surely stan...ard double-glazing does the job pretty well?” Reg nodded to indicate partial agreement, but explained, “Double-glazing is indeed much tougher than single-glazing, Frances, but it is singularly susceptible to damage from high-powered impact. An airgun pellet fired from a couple of metres away would probably break through both layers, either leaving a. Grace and I rode along the rest ofthat stretch. "They picked out the stretch that needed the most work," Ipointed out. "That shows incentive."Mrs Stevenson was still setting up the picnic tables when Vet showed upwith the rest."Vet, why don't you take a walk with me?" I lead him into the barn. "Iknow it isn't much, but do you think your boys would like to fix it upfor a bunk house? it has running water and there's even a toilet andshowers."His grin said all I needed to know. "Anything you need. I don’t bring the sex with my lovers’ home although I do bring the men and their women if they have any. We act normal because we are normal. The kids are now at an age where they realize what is going on, but because neither Allen nor I make an issue of it, there is no reason they should. As to other family members, some know, and some apparently do not. Although, I suspect some have a contrived ignorance.“We have friends who practice polyamory and those who are monogamous, or claim they are.. I was getting a bit horny. I closed the door from inside and went with my gut to rub myself. I sat in the chair and pushed my panty aside. I rubbed my clit. I rubbed my vagina for couple minutes and was nearing an orgasm.Suddenly, I felt a hand on my right leg. It was a boy, volunteer to be precise. I looked back and there was another guy. That guy went to the washing area and closed the other door, which I failed to notice. I didn’t notice that there was two doors.So, I was sat with my legs up.