Although most of the years to her preset age of seventy-seven were mainly served by serial monogamy, it was not an exclusive rule for her sex life. Th... occasional one-night-stand or polyamorous period kept things interesting even in her later years. She enjoyed sex wholeheartedly and knew regular exercise was essential to keep all body parts functioning properly.Her body was pretty good, as a result. Sure, her full breasts sagged, her belly was rounder, and her buns drooped, but her skin was. ‘Where’s Katie? I heard her scream.’ ‘I’m right here, Chantal, and I have to talk to you.’ ‘Katie was just leaving,’ Jean-Claude turned his dark beady eyes on the trembling woman, causing her to move back against Martin’s side. ‘Weren’t you?’ ‘N-No. I wasn’t’ She gulped, giving Martin a quick smile of appreciation when he put his arm around her shoulders. ‘Chantal, I’m pregnant.’ ‘Great. You’re pregnant.’ Jean-Claude violently grabbed her arm, trying to wrench her away from his fiancée. ‘Now,. I showed her the couch, then walked into my bedroom crashed onto the bed. The long walk and stairs had really sent all the alcohol right to my brain, so I passed out seconds after my head hit the pillow. Im not sure how long I slept, but it was still mostly dark out when I woke to the sound of crying. I got up and followed the sound back out of my open bedroom door. I was still light headed and buzzed, but no longer blind drunk. So looking down at the sobbing woman I could tell she was actually. He was pulled out of bed to have dinner and an hour later was back in bed and slept uninterrupted till 10:00 next morning when a foreign-sounding blonde calling herself Olga said she was the housemaid and wanted to make the bed. He stepped out of bed nude. ‘Oooh that’s a very nice specimen.’ ‘Thanks Olga. I’m pleased you are not shy.’ ‘No, you have your shower. Would you like me to soap your back for you?’ Mac swallowed hard and accepted. Olga wouldn’t agree to sex but soaped him all over and.