." ... But this could be the start of something big!" I finished the thought for her."Exactly!... God, Will, I can't think of anybody I'd rather share... this with, than you."Well, that statement kind of shut me up. I mean, we'd been getting along great, and I knew Tess liked me and appreciated me. But, hey. I mean, wow! "Well, thank you, Tess," I said. I had to say something.Maybe my expression told her that what she'd said had really made me feel great.By the time we got back to the RV, it was. He said, "Sir, I very much desire to own the older of the two slaves you bought today. I would offer 21 gold pieces for her, if you would be so kind." No, no way is she for sale. I fully intend to keep her for myself." That is not a very good attitude for a lone man to take when he is facing three accomplished swordsmen."I shouted to the two women, "INTO THE ALLEY! QUICKLY!" Fortunately, I received no argument, and the women jumped to do my bidding. The three men drew their swords, Horsol had a. The brothel was managed by Betty, my second wife.Betty and Mary had come to a very comfortable working relationship. Mary agreed that it would only be fair that I fuck Betty some of the time. As it turned out, Betty did not have nearly as active a libido as did Mary, so Mary still got all of the fucking she wanted. Nevertheless, Betty did have three children by me, and Mary had a total of four before they decided that they were too busy for any more pregnancies. They had contraceptive shots. There was a tall man and a slightly smaller man. They took their masks off and they were young and very handsome. The taller man made her heart thump. "What do you want?" she cried out in almost a shout. The taller man grinned down at her and began trailing a finger along and down the curve of her body. His finger stopped when he reached her perfectly shaped, perky breasts and cupped his left gloved hand around one of them and squeezed it. The smaller young man ran his gloved right hand down.