After catching up and been shown to my room I went to help Anne prepare the dinner, it was Sunday so Derek was glued to the TV watching the golf while...Anne was cooking up a roast whilst listening to some music and swinging her hips a little. I hadn't seen Anne in over a year and I forgot how attracted to her I was so I was just so nervous I would get caught starring at her. For once we seemed to be getting on very well and it looked like it would be a relaxed 3 weeks. After the roast we all sat. Her two men getting things worked out without fighting and she knew all would be better from here on out.“Thank you, Sir, now I do believe you have something for me and I can’t wait to accept it from you. Let’s go to the bedroom so you can work on breeding me again.”With that, she put her hand around his arm and they went to the bedroom to make love again. Bill went back to the TV and tried to not let what he heard get to him. He was very surprised how hard he was thinking about his wife being. And I couldn't think of a single story I'd written where there was any safe sex and somebody didn't get pregnant. Like I said, these were all about my fantasies, and while I might recommend one thing in real life and mean it, all bets were off in a fantasy."Thank you for the offer," I said, for lack of anything else to say. "But the fact is that very few people see these, and I'm sure you're busy and have better things to do than pore through the equivalent of dusty old manuscripts." I liked. In fact the room was cold. The door opened. Even though her eyes were closed, Meggi knew that it was Jeremiah padding softly into the room to deliver her meal: she had grown to recognise the sharp click of his boots on the wooden staircase. Her mouth went dry as she felt his weight on the bed; her heart accelerating as she anticipated his touch. The way he stroked her hair wasn’t just comforting – it was electrifying. In the cosiness of the bed, Meggi had done things which she had never had.