I needed to think if I loved my wife enough to give up on my dream of having kids and a real family. True love won the battle. I still mourned for the...life I had abandoned for true love.The week proceeded much like any other week, but I kept thinking that the young woman must be real or some goddess of fertility. Whoever or whatever she was, she ratcheted up my passion and I made love to my wife every day until Friday when we both were completely worn out. Sunday rolled around and I did my walk. He did like the Shifters and damn well killed what cash they could get out of the locals spending it back on the Shifters. Strange custom they have here. They have to fall pregnant to a non-shifter at least once before they settle down with whomever they want.”“With us humans bringing in some new blood, we men were encouraged to use them. They get paid if they work from the House of Pleasure because it is considered a job here. They don’t call it prostitution because they are not forced and. The camp bed was set up but it looked lonely without her in it. He had brought back a leather flagon of ale as well as the rest of the cold chicken and ham. He settled down on the bed, propped up on his travel cloak and began to eat his supper. He was half way through his ale when a rustle at the door carpet disturbed his thoughts, he sprang to the ready drawing the dirk he had at his side and moved to the doorway. Pulling aside the carpet he saw the young girl in the blue dress standing unsure. "Way to go, Gabrielle," Christie said, patting me on the head. "You go, girl," said Kimberly, as her toes tickled my tool through itstight clothing. I eased another inch or two of the shaft into my mouthand tickled the vein with my tongue as I did. I repeated the process as Iraised my head and tickled the little pee hole again, searching for moresalty secretions. I was enjoying this as much as Bob was, who wasgroaning audibly now. I went down on it again, taking four inches into mymouth this.