For some reason it was a real thrill having another man see me. We still discussed how much more thrilling it would be to have my pictures published. ...ubby kept telling me I was more beautiful than all those other models. He just knew every adult magazine would jump at the chance to use my pictures. I agreed it was a wonderful fantasy but no magazine would ever publish my pictures. I honestly didn't believe they were good enough. Well to surprise me hubby did the unthinkable. He picked out 30. We kept talking and watched 300 on laptop till all lights went off and it was pitch dark in the bus. I lay close to her, put my arm under her head, and pulled her in my embrace. After a minute of a loving hug, i started moving my hand on our back, slowly rubbed my fingernails on her back, moving up to her ear, whisper in her ear, kissed her forehead, both the eyes, nose, and then lips. This enraged the monster in us. We went wild, I kissed her, lowered my palms on her breasts and pressed them.. Yes, i love you sanjeev. I want you now. I wish to become yours even if it would be betrayal to your brother. Thoughts began to flash in my heart. I felt tears trying to burst out of me. I trembled a little and put my hands over my face and let the tears come. I had been holding them back for so long that now they came out with relief and a kind of exhilaration.“now, what do your tears want to say?” He said. I heard him come to me and pull away my hands. My face was wet with tears and my mouth. That might be enough to get them started.That was another thing they had to work on. Too much gathering, not enough storing. What they found was all eaten by the end of the day. It worked, their bellies were nice and full, but he didn't like that. They had to start getting ahead. The cheese was a good start. Especially if those last two goats started producing. They could store that for a long time, and those four gallons of milk a day would eventually give them a nice stockpile.Maybe he should.