And being part of OUR family, make that OUR marriage, that’s the most delicious of itches.All those itches mean that even though I hate our ‘speci...l’ weekend to end, the rest of my life is so special that once we hit the road, I’m already thinking of all the activities available when we get home.It didn’t take long for us to get the house back on good footing when we got back. Three of us work towards a common goal.Haley bounced next door to talk with her mom. I called mine.“Yes, Mom. Galveston. My happiness was at its peak.Marrying my love and getting her pregnant was giving me so much happiness. She was now in her second month of pregnancy. I was telling myself I will take care of her in the best ways possible.But there was one problem. Since I was working, I can’t get leave till the end of her pregnancy. Also, I can’t ask my mum to come and take care of her, as she doesn’t even know about my marriage with Vasanthi.I was getting worried thinking what if something happens when I was. Rob started to take a bag to go put the stuff back when the owner put his hand on Rob's to stop him. He said, "I know you think that there is no way you can afford all of that, even with her working it off but you would be wrong. Your slut here earned you over two thousand dollars in tips alone for her show. I guarantee that you can make up the remainder in the back room and then some. Everything you make on the show should be pure take home cash. So the stuff is yours as long as you follow. ”“When Master was finished with his examination, I put what was left of your habit in the furnace.”“I rented that stuff! Those granny-panties weren't even mine!”“What is your real name?”“Why should I tell a guy who goes by Igor? Take your mask off and tell me what's going on. This isn't funny anymore.”“If you scream, we might all die. I want to know your name before I turn on all the lights.”“On my website, it's Trixxxi, but my real name is Mary. Mary Hartman Goldstien. That's the truth. .