As a writer, I’ve always thought that imagination is borne of experience, sometimes it’s our experience, sometimes it’s that of others. This is ...my experience, even if all the words and actions were not mine, and even if the names have been changed (which they most certainly have!). Chapter One: To set the scene My name is John and at 34 years of age, three long years after my first marriage had been declared over, I finally gave up on my so-called ‘life’ in London. I want to tell you about that. I started to get off the bed, when Sue dropped her towel, and was now standing in front of me completely naked.There were still drops of water running down her breasts, and down her stomach, dripping from her pussy. My cock immediately sprung to attention inside my pants, and was aching to get out. My cock was getting so hard inside my pants, that it was starting to hurt. As I tried to walk to the door, Sue approached me, and said “where do you think your going. My husband lost a bet, so now. "Yeah, but it's not as much fun going without you," he replied.I told him we'd go for breakfast tomorrow morning and maybe even talk Dad into going with us. He thought that was a most excellent idea.Papa dropped me off in front of the cabin at a quarter to nine. I thanked him profusely for all his help. Papa brushed off my thanks with an 'it was nothing' and wished me good luck. He roared off as I was unlocking the door. As soon as I set down my backpack, I took out my cell phone and texted. They were just as eager as Darcy was to see their pups born.Romp, in particular, had taken to babysitting his three pups. In fact, all of the males spent a lot of time with them. Romp had even asked Darcy to infect them. Darcy had asked Twitch and then the group. Since Twitch and the others were happy for him to do it, he did.They were nearly two years old, so they all wondered if Darcy would reset the clock for these pups and they would be able to spend time as human children. They all hoped.