”Eugenie replied, “I asked around. Everyone says you’re OK.”‘Fuck, ‘ I thought, ‘only OK.’ I told her, “Well what about you? You OK?...��She sighed, “Look I’m not looking for any kind of forever thing. We get married. We stay married until my baby comes. Then we have a fight. We split up, and my baby has a name. My reputation, such as it is, stays clean, and you get to go back to being whatever it is you are.”I had to ask, “Well is it that you think I are?”She leafed through this volumous purse she. Unnoticed, he managed to get himself to a place where he could hold back a flap of canvas and see into the arena.Inside the tent, the space was divided up between the seats for the audience and the central performing circle. The best seats stood immediately opposite the entrance to the arena. Here sat Alicia and her less than willing husband, members of the Parish Council and one or two of the larger landowners. On either side on less comfortable benches were arrayed others of the village,. We had to stop about that time because someone walked by with their dog heading towards the dog park. She covered herself and said “Somehow we need to get in the back seat. Those windows are darker.” I told her to leaned her seat as far as it would go and then climb over to the back seat. In less than a minute she was there waiting for me to join her. No sooner than I had gotten settled she was unzipping my pants and she had my hard cock out stroking it. She never said a word just leaned over. The sweet pungent taste rested on their tongues, they smiled knowingly at one another while Rawnie refilled the cups. Soon the bottle was empty, its doctored contents settling warmly in the twins’ bellies. The two girls shifted on their pallet so they could lie pressed together. They stared at their reflections: mirror images of long black hair, blue eyes, and upturned noses spoke without words. Syeira, the eldest of the two, reached out and stroked Rawnie’s face. ‘Close your eyes little.