Iasked mom if she was serious. She said, "YES!"That night, after Rahall was out to a nearby shop, mom called me andasked if I didn't want to experienc... a marriage. She said... obviouslyit can't be real, so if I didn't mind, I could have the best experienceof being a girl... and said it was just for fun. I accepted as it wouldhave been the only period in my life where I could experience marriageand the married life of a girl. Never ever could I think ofexperiencing it again. I had to grab this. Not every owner was so understanding. He moved like silk on the air; sex with him was going to be like dancing. She had a natural attraction to him--something that wasn't always the case. When he came for her that evening, she gave him her prettiest smile and hoped for some sort of divine intervention. He escorted her for the three steps to his bedroom door. He had barely closed it behind them before he started kissing her. He seemed to vibrate with passion. His lips were everywhere. Her body. “Jor-El?” the equally dark haired woman said in surprise as she stepped out onto the veranda and found her husband of two years standing there. “I thought you were still down in the laboratory.”His silence said what words could not and a shudder passed though her slender form.“How long?” she asked, trying to control the trebling in her voice.“Days, possibly less,” he replied, his own voice reflecting a sense of failure that she had never heard before.“Then at least we will be together until the. . um...”“Don’t you worry thare, pardner,” Bart’s gruff voice interrupts. “Me and ol’ little Rosemary will take good care of ya.”Rosemary nods in confirmation of the ranch hand’s words and gives Casey a sensual smile. Bart’s strong hand go to work over Casey’s neck, shoulders and then back and hips. He would never have taken the large man to be into anyone other than women. It wasn’t a secret that he is fucking Rosemary’s mother, but this is certainly a surprise. Casey isn’t appalled by the.