Birds circled fishing boats that had their sails up. Swift boats were returning to the beach, under a healthy breeze. Seagulls would chase after the b...oats all the way to shore, looking for discarded fish.Aberdeen and I both liked the hide-a-way; it gave privacy and a memorable location for our first attempt at getting her pregnant. A bed might have been better, but the rocky overview was neutral ground and it served an emotional purpose that I felt she would appreciate. She had made no real. I'm a little upset at this since you got me so excited this morning but I quickly shrug it off because you also get horny when you've had a few. At about 6:30 you send me a text "met a guy named Mike. I invited him back for drinks at the house. Be there in 20."In preparation for the evenings activities I take a shower and trim up my cock a bit. When I get out I check my phone and see another text from you. It's a picture of your hand wrapped around the biggest black dildo you have in the. There was nothing sexy about it, he was just yanking them on. Ihesitated for a moment, then decided what the hell, and shuckedmy own Levis and shirt, though also keeping my shorts on.While he got into the clothes, I rummaged around in the box untilI came up with the plain bra, a pleated, checked skirt, a brightgreen blouse, and a slip. It all went on fairly quickly, and weturned to look at each other. It was almost funny; neither knewmuch about dressing, neither of us had made any real attempt. “I just told them to prove it and release the unedited figures. I’m going to release mine. I have them itemized from the divorce.”Jill patted me on the shoulder and put her phone in front of me. I saw Randi Raver’s Twitter feed and followed Jill’s finger.“I Stand with Liz,” it read. “Hashtag: IStandForTheFans”It had been re-Tweeted more than a thousand times in less than an hour. I smiled when Lucas finished up his call and handed me the phone back.“Thanks, Travis,” Steven told me.“Right back.