Then, if you want to do something different ... well, we'll figure something out." What kind of conditions?" asked Chrissy."Well, you know he's never ...arried." Chrissy nodded. She couldn't understand that because he was handsome, and in good shape, and he had a lot of money too because he owned his own consulting business and it did very well. Her mother went on. "He's always wanted children and he ... well, ah ... he wants me to ... uh ... give him one." she finished in a rush.Chrissy looked. But they would still wonder why I was walking around in a city where nearly everyone drove.I turned and started walking the other way. My only hope was to make a big square and turn back to Eight Mile. The snow was falling even faster. What had the old crabby Mustang guy said? We were expecting at least six to eight inches of snow. It was probably going to be more.After I had gone a few blocks and started to turn, figuring to walk two or three blocks perpendicular to my original direction and. It's true I can occasionally dress a little too conservatively and maybe there have been some who see me as somewhat prim and proper. It's also true, before I married I had only one or two relationships and of those only one that was truly sexual but that said, I am not averse to trying new and exciting things, besides, marriage in itself is a learning curve and that together with the maturity of my years does have its advantages.For my sins, I work in a nursing home as a carer and it's here. We were parked in the lookout north of the city, and when Gwen started screaming, a bunch of the other cars started honking. All the other guys asked me the next day who was with me, but I wouldn't tell them. At least for two weeks, until the day Gwen wouldn't let me up there again. After that, fuck her pride. The whole school soon knew about my visit up where none to them had ever been.But I guess there was something she liked about my cock, because she called me a week after that and asked.