I loved the way men would look at me when we were out and about. I couldn't keep track of how often I'd get asked out when Greg wasn't around. I would...n't want to hurt him, but I decided it was time to talk about one aspect of our relationship that I didn't feel was being fulfilled. It turned out that both of us were more on the submissive side. Naturally, I enjoyed being dominated, and yes, sometimes completely used. But after our talk, I realized that the one thing that wasn't quite perfect in. Each time I've brought up threesomes, even in bizarre hypotheticals, my fiancee (Julie is her name - odd that I didn't lead with that) just blushed and demanded I get back to eating her out. I couldn't tell if she was more aroused or disgusted by the idea.We were supposed to be trying for a baby awhile back. But I guess that just hasn't worked out, what with our new living arrangement...My fiancee's attention is transfixed on something. She's got a look of horror on her face.As I look from her. . that was if I hadn't shown up and reclaimed my ranch. If he had populated all twenty sections, and the new owners owed him allegiance, then he would be king of it all. He was also working to throw out the other ranch owners in the valley.Of course it fell apart for him when he fell in love with Winnie. I returned and my revenge and retribution killed him. I could only guess what was on his mind when he willed the land to Winnie's estate and willed his money to me. I might never know.The. We have to have you back here before you turn into pumpkins later!”“Yuck! I don’t want to be a girl!” Jesse said.“I didn’t mean you would turn into your little sister, you goofball! I meant that ... oh never mind!”“Can’t win with him?” April asked.“Nobody can,” I said. “Except Francesca. She gets whatever she wants.”“Yes! I love Francesca!” Jesse announced.He took her hand and they toddled out of the coach house.“See you later, April!” I laughed as I followed them out.“Is that a promise, or a.