I don't feel the same way,every time I dress up I love looking good and it's not that I don't likethe attention because I do. It's just the constant h...ssle of chasingguys away and telling them I am not interested. Shit they won't bloodyleave me alone and I hate that aspect of it. I hate the attention I getfrom men. I bloody hate it."She giggled. "Well sweetie you are making a decision without having allthe facts, have you ever tried it? I bet you haven't have you? Youshouldn't knock it till you. "I didn't think so. Come on then. Bed, you dirty old man."Arthur laughed happily, swept her off her feet and carried her up to bed.The following Saturday morning Arthur and Dorothy with Larry in tow went hunting for an engagement ring while Isobel and Gerry were hunched over Isobel's laptop.They found the Law Society Gazette which showed a number of vacancies in Family Law in London."Are you a member?" asked Isobel. "Because I'm not." Yes I am." Over to you, sir. Get the details of what they're. I didn’t see her again until that winter. On her Christmas break we went on a cruise to the Bahamas. The love-making was still intense. But out of bed, we had several heated arguments regarding politics. I had given her the public relations version of what my uncle’s business was involved with in Southeast Asia. She asked several pointed questions about his connections with the US government. She was knowledgeable in current world political situations. I wouldn’t be forthcoming on some matters. We kept stealing his cock and playing with it, sucking it between our lips. Rex groaned and shuddered. I knew those moans. We all stroked him, pressing our faces together, eager for his anointment."Take it!" he groaned and sprayed us with cum.I was his wife. I loved him and my fellow wives. We licked each other clean while our husband watched. And then we all made love as the sun fell. I didn't know what tomorrow would bring, but I had one last time with my spouses.Wednesday, July 20th, 2072 –.