You’re simply thinking about our journey, and how to accomplish it. Nothing more.”“I knew you’d understand!” She started to wriggle, and soo... passed pants, and shirt, to the head of our bedding, settling them in a pile near her head. I followed suit, placing my pistol into my unlaced boots, and laying my pants, firefighter style, over the boots. I laid my shirt out next to the pants, and turned to face my companion.I was in my shorts and “wife beater” undershirt, and was surprised, to say the. She usually left by the front door, but since Bill was in the back at the workbench for much of the morning, he wasn't aware when she might have gone. He thought her heard the back door open and wondered if Zena had decided to leave that way. The thought didn't stay long as he continued with his work. He had promised the two washing machines today, and would deliver them this afternoon as soon as they were ready.His father had phoned earlier in the week to let him know he wouldn't be able to. ”“But you get to have all the benefits of being our sperm donor,” Karen remarked kissing his cheek. “You and Cathy go out and have all the sexy fun you can then tell us about it in bed when you get home.“I hope you’ll all forgive me for letting Dad get me pregnant again. I love him so much and can see why you love him so much too. I’ve also thought of having my tubes tied after my next one.”“No more babies with your Dad?” Karen teased.Dan and Cathy went to the front door where he held her coat. It was so hard to say no that I failed. When he finallydid leave, I put on some shorts with a top, and cleaned my place. Itgave me great satisfaction to know that I had leapt over that one lasthurdle, being intimate with another man. I went out for a forbiddenhamburger when I saw Cathy. She waved at me, then joined me."David didn't come home last night," Cathy said with a smirk."So?" I said. "Maybe he got lost." Yeah," she said with a grin, "lost in your panties I'll bet!" Catherine! How can.