Bright, Clear, and dry. Those that arose early to take advantage of the cooler temperatures had already begun their daily chores. Usually, these folks...would catch up on their sleep during the Mexican custom of siesta. An early afternoon, 2 or 3-hour nap, preferably in the coolest place available.However, some jobs required constant supervision. The telegraph was one of them, or was supposed to. The Western Union Company had recently hired young Stanley Justin. He was assigned to the new station. Upon arriving, Karen and I changed clothes and packed our cases. I carried them to the truck and put them in the bed. I met Karen as we walked into the dining room. My parents and Marianne were there. We sat down and my mom said, "Karen, Brad, we're glad to have you here any time. We will save Brad's room for the two of you after you marry." She grinned. "I don't guess the other room has been getting much use."Karen said nothing and I joined her silence. Our abstinence wouldn't be believed so. " "Have I ever...had sex with another man?" "Yes." "Before your mother and I married I guess I was bisexual. Do you know what that is?" "Not really." "It's when a person likes both men and women sexually." "Did you like having sex with women better?" "They were both nice in there way. Men and women have such different qualities, both good and bad. Some times I just wanted to have sex and have no emotional ties to that person. Do you understand?" "I guess. You don't have to be in love to. Fireworks seemed to be exploding throughout him and faster then ever. He must have swallowed at least ten times in those moments and he felt his cock tingling, badly. He wanted to undo his pants. He wanted to grab it and stroke it himself. He wanted to masturbate and cum for her as his hand eased down and pressed against his crotch. “And get this” she went on to say. “I also want to kiss it all over too.” He heard every word as she added “How’s that sound to you?” She waited a moment. “Devin.