“I’m not exhausted, just a little tired.”He ignored her comment and said, “You’re exhausted and no wonder you’re feeling sorry for yoursel... ... and you know you have a right to feel that way.”“What?” Natalie thought he’d try to cheer her up, but he was agreeing. Is that what she wanted to hear?He lowered his voice and said, “Natalie, I know how much you love Jenny and Harrison. They do need you, probably more than you know. All of you continuing the struggle to stay at the ranch or even in. They looked pretty but there was nothing on the inside. Bambi liked this, a fuck dolls was not supposed to be intelligent but must look pretty and sexy at all times. In the back ground Bambi heard a speaker system start up with a squelch of feedback. “Quite down. Quite down. I know you have worked hard for this. The company promised a Christmas party to remember, if you got the last oil well drilled in time. I am glad to say it was done in record time. The crowd cheered so I am pleased to. "Some days it's almost like a requirement." Are you implying that there are days you don't want to have sex? There are a lot of people who wouldn't believe that."Amnita shrugged. "I don't care what they think. I'm a normal woman, well, most of the time, and there are days I don't feel like doing it." She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "This morning isn't one of those mornings, though. I feel the need to be an absolute slut this morning." Problems?" There was a new priest at Mass. His hair is starting to thin. Apparently, he does have a very large cock, or so I assume from the very large bulge that results in his pants every time he looks as me for very long. This is especially so when I'm in my bikini in the back yard around the in-ground pool with his two children. I have two bikinis--one that is conservative, sort of, that I wear around other people. Then there's the second one. That one is an extreme, Wild Weasel that I only wear when I'm alone or with very young.