Clark said. Whistle, Crack! Alice could see the painful expression on Sarah’s face, but Sarah still said, “Two. Thank you, sir. Please give me ano...ther stroke, sir.” “See how Sarah stays in place, and doesn’t rub her bottom.” Whistle, Crack! “Three. Thank you, sir. Please give me another stroke, sir.” Whistle, Crack! “Four. Thank you, sir. Please give me another stroke, sir.” “If you voluntarily submit like this, your punishment will be less severe than if I take you into the punishment room.”. I can't do that, you see. I have Type 2 diabetes, and I take medications that make it difficult to get an erection---and, I'm much older than her. But she wants a baby, and I want her to be happy. Having a baby will do that, so..." He didn't finish the sentence. There was no need to do so. I understood perfectly what the dilemma was that he (and she) were facing.I didn't want to seem overly eager, so I sat there a few moments, as if I was thinking about his proposition---and then I replied:. It was obvious that neither was bothered by kissing another man.Cathy was checking on the babies, as they talked. Leo and Sam were laying on the sofa, sound asleep, Sam's arm around his little sister, and the other babies were asleep in their carriers. She glanced up at the clock over the front door. "Why don't the rest of us do like the babies have already done. It's getting late, and we have lots of room here and in Billy's office in the barn. We have cots on the back porch, and plenty of. " What do you mean?" I ... you know I'm a harem bastard." Of course." Some prefer their own company." Oh. Which ones?" I don't think the chief would understand." Too bad. I can be discreet. Never mind." Are you..." Am I what!" she shouts, scaring him like no women have. Maybe no men either. He can defend himself from most men. Not her. But then she laughs."You're crazy." I've been accused of worse. Get dressed." Yes ma'am."Dressing, Effen watches, enjoying the view of her mature, voluptuous.