All from different guys.”“You fucking slut! You never told me that.”“Well like I said, it’s a long story.”“Well Galen, I don’t know ab...out you, but I need to this.”“Me too!”“Ok fellows, get comfortable. Let me start by saying while I don’t know all the details, I do know it’s a present from my girlfriend to my boyfriend.”Jake told his story as the two older men grew silent in awe and shock. Mr. Davis’ eyes grew wide in surprise, while Corby growth was limited to the bulge in his pants. Both men. I asked her to wait and I called my sister and she spoke with my sister I was near to my sister trying to hear the conversation going at a particular time of conversation Zareena asked my sister why did Zayin (me) not even ask me that how are you. My sister looked at me and asked me the same question what Zareena had asked and I put the same question to her too that why did she not ask me that how am I? Zareena said well I am sorry and for some time the conversation continued with my sister and. After a few more pulls than usual, I got the bike started, and off I went to Hardee's for breakfast. Again, as I did every morning while at home, I wished that Helen would find a place to open a sit down diner of some kind. I loved Hardee's, but I felt like a trader. I really wanted to spend my money with Helen, and now Cheryl.Still Hardee's was always interesting. "Hey there, haven't seen you in a while," one of the old men commented."I've been out of town working," I replied."And how about. Being on the escarpment there are mountainous areas with pristine streams and rivers that cascade over rapids and waterfalls as they make their respective ways through towering pine forests to the warmer Lowveld.It was an offer we could not refuse, an isolated cabin in scenic woodland setting in midsummer.“A second honeymoon” my wife said excitedly as we packed our weekend bags for quality time alone outside the hustle and bustle of our city jobs. We had only been married a year so this could.