For the first couple of years it was great. Carter work in a motorcycle shop and I was a teacher. We would she each other for only a few hours a day a...d not much time on the weekends. He was always under high demand from people to build them bikes. It was ok that he worked a lot, it did pay the bills, but I missed him. So this was our life. We had good money but never time to be together. I became lonely and started to miss sex. I have always wanted to fuck ever sense high school. I liked to. Bobby had always been a somewhat peculiar boy, whose intrests were not in line with Hank's. But that Sunday afternoon he fellt an odd sense of pride when he discovered his sons new masturbatory practice. Bobby was jerking his little noggin to a Strickland propane calendar. In any ther other household they would have said that boy ain't right, but Hank knew that Bobby finally gave in to his odorless misstress propane. He got a little scared too, the boy gave in a bit too much to propane, he. ”I opened the file with the things I liked and didn’t like about NIKA, then turned the computer to face Bill. He spent a couple of minutes reading, which told me he read it at least twice. When he finished he turned the computer back to me and nodded.“So, what are you going to do about that?”“This morning I had this really odd idea of starting a new company and allowing my sister to run NIKA. The problem I would have doing that is that in order for it to feel right, I’d need the key people from. I stood up and pulled my pregnant daughter-fiancee to me. I claimed her lips, tasting the salt of her joy. She clung to me tight. A moment later, my wife, Rachel, joined the embrace. She hugged us both, her belly round with her own child. We had never planned on having a second, but...Things were changing. Rachel's lips joined ours. She nuzzled in and joined the kiss. This heat surged through me as I loved the two women in my life. Clint Elliston... was there nothing that man couldn't do? No.