It hurt too, at first. I should be really mad at him for that but I guess there's a bright side. If he hadn't forced me I'd never have done it and it ...as a kind of special experience... some new sensations.No matter Diary. I'm going to get even. He didn't say no to a vasectomy and I can't wait until he's had one... ended his babymaking career... and I tell him there's someone else that will make babies in me. Anyway, I'm still kind of tired so I'll say G'night.SignifEvent Journal Mar 200-I. " You know I'm not going to tell you who comes to my bed. That's my business, but I think I am going to have to go down to Georgetown for the winter again. It'll be December soon." Damn hard, Annie. Thought with the stove, you could stay," Beall said, shaking his head. "Say, did you ever know a young whore name of Joan Suede down there, the Swede some call her?" What's that to you? Think of taking your trade elsewhere? I'm not good enough for you now that you're road superintendent or whatever. I turned and sat heavily on the air mattress as Brenda turned to zip the tent's door back up from the inside and Dee attacked my belt buckle and the snap on my jeans."This is crazy," I told them. "All hell's about to break loose out there. I'm not sure this tent is going to be adequate." In resignation, I began unbuttoning my shirt, but Dee reached up and put a hand on my chest, stopping me."Let us do that, Master. Lie back. Let us do the work. Please." She managed to work my pants and. " There's no 'way too much' at a wedding," I said, pouring her a big glass. "Here come the lads."Terry and Barry joined us, also carrying a bottle each."Get her to drink this one," whispered Barry in my ear. "I've put a 'alf bottle of vodka in it."While Terry whisked Diane off to the dance floor, I filled her empty glass from Barry's new bottle."Ever had you hands on 'er tits?" asked Barry as we watched Diane and Terry dance close by."Yeah, once," I admitted. "Fucking nice they were, too." Yeah.