Hanna, though Kristian's wife, was a fantastic lover, and as I said, in spite of the fact that Kristian was there with us, not far away, I enjoyed mys...lf immensely; and it was obvious that Hanna did as well.I did my very best to leave Hanna full-to-overflowing with every last ounce of my sperm that I could summon, and as we laid there afterwords, covered in slippery sweat, feeling wonderfully exhausted, Kristian was beaming. He was happy! There was no other way to interpret it than that, and. “There may be a branch of the Archer Family named Stafford, Sam, but somehow I doubt, this Charles is a member of that family. He just doesn’t have the class that I think of when I think of the Archer Family. However, every family seems to have its uncouth members.”“That may be, Tom, but does it really matter. We are interested in your niece Mary, not him.”“True, but if she has married him, or if she intends to marry him, she will be bringing that piece of baggage with her to wherever we decide. ..he was a good looking guy, probably about 6 ft. tall, maybe 190 pounds, nice facial hair and I figure he is somewhere around 50 years old.....he had the look of a successful cowboy.I decided to wear the black dress I got in Amarillo and my ostrich boots. I had to admit, I did look really good in it. You might say it showed off all of my assets very well. I got out my black O'Farrell hat and I was ready to go. I spotted a nice place downtown I thought I'd go for dinner and drinks.....and. I had given up all thoughts about augmenting my breasts because I couldn't stand the thought of having something foreign buried under my skin even if I did look more normal with a pair of headlights in front from my assortment of padded bras. I had gone through a whole string of boyfriend losers the past year but still managed to learn a lot about various kinky sexual practices. The fact that none of them involved my boobs didn't seem the least bit unusual to me.My room-mate was a country girl.