This is all too much for me. What are you doing here???" Mort started pacing the floor. "Well," he said "My boss, Cupid, has been keeping an eye on wh...t's happening here. He told me to come down and check things out." He sat down in a second chair and pulled off his boots. "God, I hate these shoes." Carol stared at Mort. "Your boss told you to come here. Why?" To see if we can get you a lesbian." he answered wiggling his toes. "Ah, that's better. Damn things cut off the circulation to my toes.. Finally, the day came to an end and Janet came by on her way to our house. I was very ready to leave because I wanted to do something and, other than usurping someone's work, there was nothing to do at the moment. As we walked back, Janet told me of her day and of the progress that Roger had made in manufacturing muskets and ball shot. He expected to have fifteen muskets by the end of tomorrow and plenty of ball shot and powder. His training was coming along and he would have enough people. I should deliver sometime in October.”She then just sat there looking at Mike for a response. When he didn’t say anything right away, she got worried he was upset. Then all of a sudden, “My God, that is the best news I have heard. I was wondering if we were going at it wrong because it seemed to take some time to get this result.”“I was feeling the same way but the doctor said it sometimes takes a while to get the pill out a woman’s system to make her ovulate and accept her man’s seed. I guess. No agument from me there…little does she know what I am considering. All of the aforementioned, but with the addition of her virgin asshole thrown into the mix for good measure. We’ve never really discussed me penetrating her ass, although my butt was very familiar with her fingers at this point in our relationship. It never failed to excite me when I felt her slick middle finger sliding into my tight hole and, lately, she was able to put in two fingers and open me up a little farther..