Every night since murdering his nagging wife, Steven Conner had gone to bed to rekindle his dreams of meeting the ideal woman. Despite over a century and a half of trying, and six marriages, he still thought himself cleverer than the rest, and was not a man to give up easily.
My boss Al and his assistant Luke were having a field day with my two little kids. Al, who is in his mid-50's, and Luke, who is about my own age (37) are both good sized guys, both standing just over six feet in height and very muscular, were in the midst of raping Justin, my son, who had just turned 6 a few weeks ago. My wife Cathy and I were seated comfortably on Al's sofa watching the exciting scene before us in total lust.
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My sister's husband, Paul, is a pretty cool guy. He is only three years older than me, and he and I get along great. We do a lot of stuff together, and he is really more like a brother to me than a brother-in-law. He married my sister, Amber, when he was just twenty, and she was 19. They had been married two years now.