Driving a thousand miles or so on the spur of the moment.I reached under the couch for the rolling tray, which wasn't there. Then I got up and checked...the living room. Then I checked if someone had taken it into the kitchen. Then I figured out that the last time I'd seen it it was over by the hot tub where we'd left it last night. Things like that sometimes take a while to come back to me in the morningOn four hours of sleep, last night sure seemed a long time ago.Well, I twisted up a few. He was desperate at this point and would do whatever it took to see Ann with another man. There was just one big problem Ann’s husband had, and that was that Ann wanted nothing to do with the idea of it. She was just content to live out her life like she did over the last 30 years. She had a very nice career along with being a mom. Her thoughts were all about retiring in a few years and not being involved with her husbands crazy idea. Her husband was still lucky as Ann still loved sex very. "No, it's restricting while I sleep." I say. She gives me a hard time (no pun intended) about it and said that it's really weird. Stephanie says, "It wouldn't be weird, I guess, if you find me attractive. Do you?" I don't know," I say, "I never really thought about it." Well do you think I'm pretty?" she said."Yeah, I mean you are very pretty. I see the guys you've brought home. I think it's pretty obvious you're hot," I say."You think I'm hot?!" she said as she turned around and the head of my. She's also a lawyer." He laughs to himself and receives the papers from her. "Since your cowardly boyfriend, if you can call him that, failed to tell you why you were coming here, I'll do you the favor of explaining all of this. My name is Xavier John and this manor is home to one hundred and seventy three females who live here permanently and voluntarilly as my slaves. As you can see from Lisa, I use them for breeding."I shake my head at him questioningly, "Breeding? Why would any woman choose.