.. that is a pretty wild situation! I’m glad that he made it. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be sitting right here, would you? So, tell me, Dr. Butcher, ...o you have ... an ‘arrangement’ with your own husband, as Cassie and I do in our marriage? Are you swingers? Stag/vixen? I’m guessing that you’re not cuckold/hotwife, if your hubby is hitting on my wife.“Doesn’t sound very monogamous, either, mind you. Is Judge Butcher a Bull? Tell ya what, I’ll explain mine ... if you’ll clarify yours, and if you. Probably the main difference in their appearance was Laura's dimples.At first Carla was quiet and seemed a little intimidated, but as we enjoyed cocktails and chatted she began to open up. Laura took us for a tour of the house while we waited for something in the kitchen that smelled heavenly. It was very obvious that we skipped her bedroom and another room that she said was her "studio." (I had never been in either her bedroom or studio. All of our "activities" had been in either the living. I proudly showed John my home, with Courtney hanging onto my good arm. He was interested in everything. He wanted to know my power source or sources, how much power was required to run the place, where I got my water, how much stores I had on hand, etc.While it was possible to build a log home in England, it was very rare. Mine was constructed from round logs, flattened just enough to sit on top of each other. He spent a lot of time running his hands over the logs, and looking at construction. Lisa was trembling and panting with desire at the look in Robert's eyes. His ice blue gaze had deepened as his hands softly explored her body. The icy shade had melted to be replaced by the glittering passionate sparkle of blue diamonds beneath his dark brows. His chiseled, manly face was a mask of desperate passion and desire being held at bay. She suddenly wanted him to unleash his desire ... to show her just how desperately he's wanted her ... needed her...Lisa took his right hand from where.