I know how your mind works. Anything along those lines is after my skating career! It would be tough to have a husband or even a regular boyfriend and...practice and compete, let alone have a baby.”She was spot on, of course. My mind did go to those places because of who I was and my experiences with Becky and, to a lesser extent, Joyce. And really, it had all started with Birgit. Making love with her had brought the idea of a soulmate and life partner from some future possibility to a present. They stepped out and took towels to softly dry each other.He allowed her to pull him in the direction she wanted, and both fell on to the bed side by side. He turned over to one side so that he could look at her, and found her gazing at him with that shy smile. She had rolled on to her back in anticipation, but he didn't just crawl all over her to press on.She was a little taken aback by the patience of this man. Everything she'd ever heard from other women was that "the guy" was always hot to. ?Very nice,? she applauded. That was followed up by aloud cheer. Another song started, and Peyton turned it off. My sillyintroduction no longer needing a running music track.Smiling, I left the room and returned a moment later in the next pair.They were soft and pink with dozens of little white polka dots. Idescribed them in that same faux announcer voice as I traipsed back andforth in front of Peyton. She was laughing and smiling and hooting andhollering, having more fun that I?d ever imagined. I could feel muscles relaxing that I didn't even know were tense. Not wanting to take up all the hot water though, I cut the shower shorter than I normally would have, and stepped out. I got myself dried off and shrugged into my old terry cloth robe and headed out to the guest room. Walking past her room I glanced into it again and once more I saw the bathroom door open. Catching sight of that mirror, I stopped dead in my tracks. Staring back at me were the most magnificent set of tits I've.