I imagine we will all three end up at centre of a hot hurricane of love in a triple gang-bang in open air.Ile de Frioul for experts in geography, friv...lic centre where the Mistral runs into hot local love storms.Hahaha, how did we three get into the centre of that cyclone of love, you will wonder? Well, just read me!Betty et Nathalie, très belles les deux, et ensemble plus de pouvoir à Paris et en ProvinceBoth Betty and naughty Nathalie - as sexy as smart - realise the sexual prowess they have. The erection deflated quickly in the cold air, assisted by the cold snow surrounding my feet as I stepped down from the porch. I only barely bit back a loud, impolite yelp as the cold snow seemed to permeate my skin and chill my blood. My wife slid off my back, and she did give a loud, impolite yelp upon feeling the cold snow surrounding her feet. But, to her credit, my wife moved to stand before me, gave my lips a quick kiss, then dropped to her knees. Immediately, she worked to renew my. I woke to find him curled around me. He was gently brushing back my hair and looking at me with love. “I love you too,” I said and realised I was still in feminine form. I frowned. Shit, was I stuck? Then again, how the bloody hell did I shapeshift in the first place. I’m a boy from Oz. We definitely don’t shapeshift.Kim chuckled, “I hope you like being a girl.”I was afraid to ask, but I did so tentatively, “Why?”“You’re pregnant,” he said with the biggest most satisfied smile I think I’ve ever. If this is a suicide note, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I didn't open it until morning when it would be too late to do anything."She tore the note open and read avidly. Elizabeth, I can't bear to live with Adam any longer. I do believe that he has gone mad and nothing I can do or say will change his plans for Lillian, David and their community. There is no way I could live with a man capable of that. Already I feel sick to my stomach at the thought of what he's going to do. I.