"Karen whimpered in response but I kept quiet this time. It didn't make any difference. I got a kick from the woman. "Get up you," she said, prodding ...he barrels of the shotgun against my ear. "Open the safe and don't get any smart ideas unless you want your two girl friends here to get hurt." She prodded me to my feet and pushed me across towards the safe.As she pushed me to my knees beside the safe door I heard one of the others order Karen and Beth, "All right you two, on your feet and strip. I lifted her head up and she wouldn’t let go from covering her face. When she did, her eyes were welling, glassy. I found a box of tissues and brought them to her. I wanted to know what the tears were all about. ‘It’s awkward telling you,’ she said. ‘You love him?’ I asked, not expecting her answer. ‘He’s fallen in love with me,’ she said. ‘It goes against the original parameters of what we originally agreed to. He still has no plans to leave his wife, but he believes I’m exclusive to him. She. Broomfield with a relieved grin. “So, do you know who the father is? Is it Billy or Freddy?” “You knew,” Mary gaped, “you knew along?” “Of course, dear,” Mrs. Broomfield said with a dismissive wave of her hand. “After all, we did arrange for the three of you to have the house to yourselves that first night.” “So, you’ve known about the three of us all along?” Billy asked in a stunned voice, “and you don’t have a problem with it? Not even the fact that Mary and I are twins?” “Why would we. .. Hi guys, I met the bull at the restaurant as planned. He is as magnificent in real life as he was on his profile, tall, black, and handsome. He is 6 feet 2 inches, built like a bodybuilder and has more testosterone than a football team. I decided the minute I met him that I was going to take him home and fuck him. We rushed through dinner and then drove home together. When we got home, the bull played his part fantastically. He walked into the house like he owned it and instructed my.