I was dubious, concerned that the call for my expertise would not be sufficient to bring me a good income. I will give Marilyn her due; she never actu...lly came out and said that she could support us both. She knew full well that I would not accept being a kept man. What she did say was quite diplomatic."Dal, since you have been living here, you have contributed to the running costs and saved me a lot of money. Money I would have to spend, so you could say we are in credit. I am quite sure that. We quickly achieved a rhythm that took us both over the edge. I felt my nuts tighten and surge to fill the condom. Two or three strokes later she went rigid with her second cum of the night. We collapsed together. Fortunately I had the presence of mind to grasp the base of the rubber and pull out before leaving the loaded condom deep in her cunt. I tossed the rubber into the trash before rolling onto my back. Dee Dee rolled next to me with her head on my shoulder and one leg draped over. Sometimes the chosen man could be 40 years older. The sons would work for the father and when they were 20 the father would choose a young girl to take care of them and bear their c***dren. They would start with five and work up to as many as they could breed. Jan remembered when she was 13 and sent to her master. He had seven wives and six were knocked up waiting to give birth. The first night she was taken to the breeding bed after she had been washed and was to wait for her master. Two wives. Then what became of the little boy; that stalwart little soldier, the proud and brave little knight who’d battled all the forces of evil for his ebon haired green eyed fairy queen? He was told the angels had come for his maiden, that God had summoned her home. He cried, he ranted, he raged against that God who had stolen his darling away. But she was gone; gone from his life forever.But in time he forgot too. He forgot the long spring, summer, and fall when he was the hero, the knight, stalwart.