He went to the fireplace to warm up, pulled the swinging gudgeon toward him and stirred the stew pot hanging from its sooty trammel. He sniffed the pe...pery aroma and smiled. Beef was a rare break from their usual diet of venison and squirrel."Leave that alone and try those on," his wife said pointing with her elbow at a pair of gray stockings lying beside her.Beall sat and pulled off one boot."Lord, look at that. You got a hole in them already. I don't know how you do that. Take a knife and. The all-powerful Queen wondered why Rhonda had not sampled the staying power of the interesting male called Gregg. Perhaps it was time to see what this strong muscular man was capable of if they were alone and the mood was just right.Rhonda had a thought and she turned to her friend and partner Gregg,"Let's head back to the barn and get the paperwork finished on this case partner."Gregg was a little surprised.If there was anything that Rhonda detested most, it had to be the frigging. She asked me what is was like, to be bisexual.For me, there is a big difference between being bisexual and bi-romantic, for a lack of a better word.I like having sex with other men. I like to suck their cocks, like to be sucked, I like having anal sex.I even like to kiss other men, either by means of foreplay, or while we fuck. But I do not feel a romantic connection during those encounters, and never share the same emotional connection as I do when I have sex with a female partner.Even casual. “I haven’t forgotten our wedding anniversary!” he shouted after her. “It’s not–”“Liar!” she threw over her shoulder.He was now livid, and with gritted teeth he closed the door and followed closely behind her. He tried to put his arm around her, but she shook him off. He didn’t bother trying after that.

They walked in together, and as Kevin looked around, he could see the jaws dropping; this was the sexiest his wife had looked at this party in any year. They walked around to a table that was.