I'm safe inside though. On my big leather couch. In my dressing gown. There is a knock at the door which startles me. I wasn't expecting anyone. I get...up and walk down the hall way. I open the door to a eastern european lady dressed in a short office style skirt and a white shirt. Her shirt is soaked through so I can see her bra clearly and her blonde soaking wet hair is sticking to her skin.She asks if she can come in. She's lost her purse and she has no money to get home. I invite her in. I. He wasn't allowed to see her forabout two months after she cut her hair into a Thins' style look thatmade her father freak, but they figured out ways to sneak aroundtogether anyway. I thought she was dynamite. Big breasts, big darkeyes -- she could have shaved her head entirely and it would have beenokay with me.Danny kept a couple of pairs of Maria's panties in the table betweenour two single beds in the room we shared. He used to take them outsome nights and tell me stories about sex, and. " You haven't completely believed yet. OK, let me prove: You have the breeding fetish. You dream about making girls' bellies swollen. It's a secret you have never told anyone, right?" No, this..." 'this cannot be!'? Yeah, your computer has a program that encrypted all your pregnant porn videos with the automatic-change password. Your cabinet has a secret space which if it is opened by the wrong method will trigger a fire that burns every of your pregnant porn mags inside to ashes. So none. None of them would ever admit it, but the men were relieved that they would only have one partner at a time at night. Two women at a time could be fun on occasion, but it turned into work when it had to be done every night!For the next few days, the routine worked itself out, and there was nothing out of the ordinary to come up during the scouting trips. Everybody was getting to be damned sick of the cows, and the feeling was probably reciprocated, though the cattle didn't talk about it much..