"We have planes, electricity, and radios. We will help you with those things if you wish. We will not push you to do anything. We are free people. We ...don't want you to feel forced."After translating, Jose spoke. "We call our community, "Amor," for we were begun with love by two couples. Over time, we have increased in numbers. We are now two hundreds."As usual, the two men were focused upon my wife. Their looks were appreciative but seemed to be no more than that. I knew my wife and her. Neither will it escape the kids' notice. They're not going to say to mom, "Do you remember that guy who used to hang around here?" But they will notice. So, you can't do it.You have to lead a double life without going cold turkey like you would if you were undercover. At least I didn't have the problem of telling the other woman - Karen - that sure, I'm going to tell my wife about us so that I can be with you, though oddly, that is what I would have preferred to do.When I worked with Karen at. My body was on fire with the love I’d held inside of my body for her. It wasn’t without lust, but it was much less lust than it had ever been. I yanked off her sweater, revealing only a bright red bra underneath. I smiled at her as my shirt flew off my body and she jumped on me, wrapping her legs around my waist. The kiss had barely even broken when we were at it again. I carried her toward the large old couch that had served as my bed all week. We fell onto it with a thump and a moan as my. I reckon it was the I've just been fucked look." Shegrinned."Well that could be. How was your evening at the Harvest festival MissMilford?" Valerie smiled back."Well I may or may not have been rogered myself." She grinned.They were in Valerie's room drinking bourbon which was a new spirit thatBilly Butler was selling and was all the rage mixed with Coca Cola;another new item Billy was flogging."But seriously; I didn't know you were up for it with guys," Emily said.Valerie just winked at.