Husband explains to his wife that marriage is a social ritual where two decide to be companions for life. But if one is not capable of giving birth to...child the right of other should not be denied. I could not understand why he left it for me to see. I was bewildered to think any such thing in my life. I started to think. Is it possible? Will any husband really accept it? Why they should not agree when they consent for child from a donor sperm? My mind was thinking all such possibilities. Who. I was in for another surprise. Matt and his father, Mr. Parker were now living at the home. It seems Mr. Parker had married the housemother. His first wife was dead leaving Matt without a mother. They had rooms in the back of the house. Most of the girls were so wound up on Christmas that was where most of them were. As everyone trickled off to bed I headed for my room. I opened the door and found it had again been changed into a chapel. I looked at the room map and list. There was not a single. "There's an electronic gizmo in them that's activated when you get close to the fence around the Ranch. When that happens, the little radio inside lets us know where you are. The ranch is big, but there's a road running all the way around it, just outside the fence line, and we've got guys in Jeeps, guys with guns. They're stationed every half mile on that road. You might make it through the razor wire to the outside, though I doubt it. But even if you did, one of our guys would be on you like. I'm not kidding.Bunk beds. In an apartment complex in a college town. I actually thinkthat's part of the reason why the place was cheap. Part of the agreementin the lease said that we could not alter, remove, or replace the bunkbed frames. The girls decided that it was a pretty small quirk,considering the rest of the place was in top shape. So my 'area' wouldbe a corner in the living room and I would just cycle through the extrabunks.I was the last person to move in. I arrived later that night..