About seven the next morning Sarah woke me up to,prepare for breakfast. “Guess what!” she began. “I,ve just been sick and feel the same as I did...when Rickie was conceived. Reckon you shot a baby in me last night!” “Don,t be silly! How can you know so soon?” I reasoned. “I just know!” she persisted. To make sure the next night we stayed in Oban itself and fucked again just in case! In fact this time Sarah seemed more in the mood for Fuckng and yes three months later it was confirmed that she WAS. So we went everywhere on our bicycles and stayed trim and fit.We discussed adding a third member to our household but were fearful of losing our sense of privacy and freedom to walk around without clothing when we were relaxing with a glass of wine. After discussing it at length we decided it would be acceptable providing it was another female. Neither of us wanted a man to be invading out special space although both of us were agreeable to male attentions in certain social events where such. For the next several days Roger sat at his desk with the door closed and stared at the walls and thought. His mind raced trying to make sense out of what had happened. A silent, powerful rage kept building inside of him. He knew that if he ever found out who was responsible for what happened to Lei, that he would have no qualms about sending the murderer to hell in the most horrific way. Bart had to talk a woman in the billing department out of quitting because she was afraid of Roger. She said. The first was the large mirror directly across from my bed. I was almost positive Id told the movers to place it in the living room, and I blushed at what they must have thought as they positioned it across from my bed. It was a gold framed giant and had a back support so it was free standing. It was another of my whim purchases at an antique show and as I moved to sit on my bed I couldnt help but blush at the very clear view. I might not have positioned it that way, but I was sure when Adrian.