" My head spun and I looked at my beautiful young white wife and the dominant black bull that was going to make me a cuckold on my wedding anniversary..., in my marital bed. I wanted to say no, but somehow I couldn't, because I knew deep, deep down I wanted this, I wanted to watch my wife have sex with this black stud. "No," I managed to stammer out. "It's okay, lets all go home." The bull grinned and put his arm around my wife's waist, she leaned into him and he led her away. I could barely walk. Being pregnant, they didn’t have any of the ale. We were all sure that they had the same fun that the rest of us did when they went to bed that night though. The house was solid with privacy and noise suppression spells.Saturday afternoon, the 2nd of January 1802, we gathered our employees for a meeting to inform them of what we would be doing for the foreseeable future. It was only Seamus, Ken, Kell, and me, Mark, who met with them, and it was only our longtime employees who attended the. " I do have it mostly figured out, and if necessary, I will retire and go away to be with you all, somewhere private. But first, we have a mission to complete that Jack and Colleen, Winnie and I are perfect for, and all of you can help, if you're willing."We reconvened in my private study, again. All of us reconvened. Millie and Jim had taken a nap, and Jack wanted to call and check on the kids, so he and Winnie had been gone for some time, but we were all together again ... finally.I looked at. There was a trail of sorts that led into the woods behind the rest stop. I think it was used mostly for that world-is-our-urinal thing, but since it wasn't used that often, I couldn't be sure. In any case, I led her farther than I'd want to walk to do that sort of thing, and then ducked into the pines until I couldn't see the trail any more."Is this where you bring all the girls?" asked Caitlin, peering around."You're the only girl in my life at the moment," I said."Good answer," she replied,.