In your mind you’re only ‘Doctor Jessica’; but you’re also ‘Babe’, my wife and Kara’s wife; ‘Mom’ or ‘Mommy’, to Albert and Ashl...y, and, if you ask them, to Birgit and Stephie. You can deny it all you want, but it’s true. We made vows. I made you pregnant. I saw those children born.”“I thought you weren’t going to argue with me,” she said, sounding annoyed.“Stating facts is not arguing. If you diagnose a patient with cancer and they are in denial, does that change the facts?”“No, of course. "Mmm, ummm, mmm, oh, oh, wow, what a way to wake up," he said groggily. "Oh, can you give me a minute, I'll be right back but I've really gotta pee," he said and ran off to the bathroom where the gigantic stream was easily heard in my bedroom.Soon he walked back in with his cock straight out obviously ready for more sucking.He got back down and I lowered my lips over him and sucked him to orgasm for the first time that day. Then we got up and went to have our first naked meal of the day.He kept. His hand was warm and his touch was surprisingly welcome."I, I'm married," Carole stammered weakly. She knew she should leave but her usually rational mind had taken a back seat to something raw and primal. His fingers lightly caressed the smooth flesh of her inner knee and she suddenly felt vulnerable and exposed. She was still in the dress she had worn into her regional office and its hem had ridden way up exposing her creamy white thigh."I know," Tre replied coolly, "but tonight is your last. This was a very heavy load for a wagon, but it could be pulled by four or six draft horses (we would have to experiment) over a hard-surface road. This hard surface could be achieved by scraping away the sand to reach the hardpan. The road would have to be routed around the hills, but that should be feasible. The wagon would also carry a small windmill which would pump the water from the tank to the crops through canvas hoses. These hoses would be permeable to the water which would leak out.