He didn'tthink women were particularly strong or should normally stray too farfrom the bedroom or kitchen. It wasn't him; in this day and age, mostwom...n believed the same thing. It even made sense for the 16th century.Work was quite physical and generally better suited to a man's strength.Women did have babies all the time. Cooking and keeping the homereally was a full time job and acknowledged and respected as thewoman's territory. Mark knew in her heart that she couldn't accept thatrole,. He brought his arms forward and put his elbowson his knees and let his head hang down and the supporting it with hishands. He was feeling that the day couldn't get any worse. As he satthere feeling sorry for himself, he started to remember the events thatMarc had referred to earlier. He had hoped never to have to experiencesuch events again but after the choice he just made it seemed that soonhe would relive some of these events.As he continued to remember, the events started to become clearer. They both knew the reason. The note lay conspicuously on the table, ignored for now.He talked about his home with his sons, sounding like a proud papa. He had wonderful insight into his boys. He was committed to family. They had that in common. It was good to know. They both placed family first, always. Talking about everyday things was nice, and it allowed a break from the heat of the evening. He was making her crazy, and she suspected he was having his own share of heebie-jeebies. Besides,. Simon turned round to watch her come in. His eyes were alive with last.'So Zoe, what needs to be done now? Are we somewhere you can examine me thoroughly?`'Oh I think so. There was an unusually large recording before we left and I need to make sure it's all ok.' Zoe gazed down at Simon's crotch. His cock was now fully hard and his tight boxers were unable to hold it all in. She could see the outline of his heavy balls and thick shaft and then the large head of his cock was sticking out of his.