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Chapter 4When I returned on Thursday evening, I found a troubled man. He had stayed motivated through Wednesday morning, but had spent the past day in a funk.”This isn’t bad,” I said as we ate another excellent dinner of venison tenderloins marinated in Teriyaki sauce and served over a bed of noodles with asparagus on the side. This time dinner was accompanied by a Cabernet Sauvignon. “Injections every three days is not a horrible thing. If we had to, we could resort to weaker daily injections, but as I said, a happy medium is the goal.””Celeste, be realistic. This has not been awful for me, but it becomes awful if you take yourself out of the picture. I am a problem solving man and I can only think of one workable solution. That is for you to be the woman I need every three days. I can’t imagine finding any women who could tolerate what I become before and after my treatments. You know what I’m faced with. How easy is it to find another you in this world.”I felt helpless before his sense of despair. He was right. Now that we had found what his happy medium would be, he would be looking for a medically train ed prostitute who would work on a 3-day rotation. I was becoming quite fond of him and I didn’t want to see him suffer the agony of all the trial and error that could come with hiring a solution to his dilemma.”Celeste, I have an offer that I want you to think about very carefully and if you decide to refuse, think again about what it would take to turn that refusal into acceptance. I know that this isn’t exactly romantic, but I need an alliance with you. If you would marry me and live here, it would solve my problems. Your children’s father is gone, so I could adopt them. You and they would inherit this place in not too many years. Until then, I would require little of you except what you already do.””Mr. B, this is too much. I will need to think long and hard about this. I have a career…””Celeste, you are an angel of mercy. I wouldn’t dream of depriving the men who need what you offer.””Your mother-in-law would actually be younger than you!””That Ataşehir escort doesn’t matter. I assume you’ll need her to continue living with you. I only ask that it be here. Bring them all here Sunday and if they don’t fall in love with this place or if you can’t make living here work, then I can only ask that you visit me every three days. You told me that you do what prostitutes, wives and girlfriends do. I want you to be whichever of those is the most appealing to you. If you’ve got other options, I’m open to them.”The more I listened, the more I felt both entrapped by the circumstance and intrigued by the possibilities. My mother had married a much older man and she knew what my career entailed. If I could sell her on the idea of moving to this beautiful place, I could see this working. It wasn’t exactly love for Mr. B, but my career made a traditional marriage pretty unlikely. This ‘alliance’ reminded me of arranged marriages, which are common in some societies, but in this case, the bride got to be a party to the arranging.”I’ll make no promises, Mr. B, but I’ll try to bring them all here on Sunday. I’ll explain it to my mother. I’m sure she’ll take care of the children while we do the third treatment. In the meantime we have to do the second. Roll up your sleeve.”Once again, we had a very good mixture of hot sex and cold compromise. The next day, I consulted a lawyer who also happened to be the girl who named me Sister Celeste and first called me a snake charmer. Her professional advice was “Go for it”.Chapter 5 The conversation with my mother did not go well at first. She wanted to protect me from being hurt by him when he lived or when he died.”You don’t even call him by his first name! Do you even know it?””Yes, Mom. It’s Evan,” I said with as much exasperation as I could muster. I had many misgivings and she seemed to have a gift for voicing all of them, but she hadn’t met this amazing man. So I countered with all of the pluses, leaving out the secret hopes. Finally she relented and agreed to Ümraniye escort bayan come with me. I told her that I would accept his offer if she didn’t run away screaming in terror after she met him.The day dawned dreary with an inch of snow, so we bundled my “almost 5” year old daughter Abby and “almost 4” year old son Nate into the car and told them we were going to see a man who had ponies and a playground and a Jeep. I’m not sure which they were more excited about. The sky cleared as we arrived and as we pulled into the long driveway, the place seemed to have a magical effect on my Mother. “It reminds me of my grandfather’s place. We had such fun there.”Mr. B came out to greet us as we arrived. I introduced my mother and children to him and I could tell that he liked Jeanine right away. She greeted him somewhat coldly, but I could tell that she was warming to him. The children ran over to look at the ponies and after talking briefly with Mom and Mr. B, I let them talk together and went to share the children’s enthusiasm. Before I knew what was going on, they were driving off in the UTV together and heading up the trail to the hilltop. I took the children into the cabin so they could use the bathroom and I showed them the deer heads and the old style kitchen with the hand pump at the sink. Soon I heard the UTV returning and I was surprised to see my Mom smiling.”Evan said he would teach me to deer hunt!” I had forgotten that she had grown up in a family where all the men hunted and it had never occurred to me that maybe she had wanted to but encountered the old “girls don’t hunt” mentality. I looked at her with a kind of querying look and she actually had a sparkle in her eye. She winked at me and told me that Evan (I’ll always think of him as Mr. B) had taught her how to drive the UTV and she would take the kids out for an hour or so. The kids both cheered at this news. So we dressed them warmly and threw some lap blankets on them.”It’s got a radio in it, so we’ll call you if there’s an emergency.” With Escort Bostancı that, I knew that Mom was sold. She drove off spinning the wheels like a teenager to squeals of delight from the kids.I gave Mr. B his third injection and told him I would give him my decision before we left that day. When he crawled naked into the bed, I started breaking my rules. I removed the exam gloves for the first time and instead of simply stroking his cock with my hand, I leaned over and licked the head of it. He asked what I was doing.”If I’m going to be your wife, I’m going to do what wives do, not what medical prostitutes do. Just take it slow while the injection hits your system.”I told him that he could touch me with his hands and they went immediately to my breasts where my nipples stiffened instantly. His cock quickly grew too big for oral sex, but I didn’t put a condom on it before I crawled over him and slid his meat into my hot wet pussy. It felt so good to go skin-to-skin with him. I came quickly and then settled into a pace that I knew would bring him to the point where he would want to be on top. When he got there I said, “How about you do me doggy?” I could see the delight in his eyes.He eased his hard cock into me and soon was slamming balls deep. I came again and then a third time as he sprayed his cum into me for the first time. As we lay together while our breathing returned to normal, I said, “no more rubber raincoat”.After we dressed, we called out on the radio and Mom said that they were lost somewhere on the other side of the lake but they were still having great fun. Mr. B directed her back to the house and before we left, he asked if I had a lawyer.”I have a dear friend who is a lawyer. She’s agreed to represent me whenever I need.””Good. If you give me her phone number, I’ll begin to set up the trusts and then we can be married whenever you are ready.”I wasn’t sure what he meant by trusts, but when Marlene called me later in the week, she was excited.”It’s basically a pre-nup, but you’ve got one hell of a catch there, girl. Snake charming was an awesome career choice.”She explained that there would be trust funds for the kids and a land trust and a lot of stuff I really didn’t understand, but it became pretty clear that this marriage of convenience would be financially liberating. Chapter 6 After the wedding, we settled into the rural life.
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