I hoped you meant it." My daughter said and arched her back, pushing her tummy forward so it projected out, as if she was carrying already. She rubbed... her belly with both hands. "I'm only eighteen, but I feel the need. I want to have c***dren. And I know of no better man than you." Really?" I asked, surprised."Yeah, you were a great father to me; we've never had much but you made it work and I never wanted for love or affection; and you even freed my sexuality with this webcam thing. I am a. . I have to tell you, the only reason I wanted it was because you didn't want to give it up." I knew that. But... Tim, it's the only thing I could think of that... You've been my best friend my whole life. I want you to take it. It's important to me that you do."I sniffed, and gave him a hug, resisting the urge to give him a peck on the cheek and stuff while in front of his parents. It took several minutes before we both could stop sniffling. Even Suzi was a little snifflely as she explained to. Ah… sex. The downfall of so many. And so began 141’s final chapter.Nine years ago 141 came under it’s final owner… Mr and Mrs Stamp - a couple of notorious repute. The king and Queen of the swinging scene. 141 became known as The Townhouse. A den for infamous sex parties.Townhouse catered for all needs. Swinging, cuckolding, BDSM, all niches covered.~A police sergeant whistled with his fingers in his mouth. “Detectives. This way please. Got two possible witnesses.”.Blakely walked towards the. Dogs are approaching the door."Cody grabbed the mike and, also in Arabic, asked, "How many, and are they angry?" Four, and it looks like they are here for a party," the response came back."Will they be welcomed at the party?" Cody asked.There was a hesitation before the reply came, "We told Mom. She said that she would welcome them. She said that she would take precautions so more dogs aren't attracted."Cody looked at Gabir, and Gabir said, "We're still almost thirty minutes away. If Cyn says.