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Scarlett and Hardcore I kept our house on Hidden Knoll Lane and bought another near Tallahassee, Florida. We took up golf, playing poorly several times a week, but mostly laughing and loving each other as much as we had when we were young. We also bought girlfriend a boat, one that was big enough to go offshore in the Gulf of Mexico, so we could go fishing or just find a secluded beach where we could skinny-dip. Other than just before and just after giving birth, Scarlett and I made love almost every day well into our fifties. Then we slowed down a bit, but not much. Making love was just one of the ways we told each other every day just how much we loved each other. Sandra decided to retire when I decided to sell the business. Scarlett and I agreed to give her a $500,000 retirement bonus. After all, it was Sandra’s advice that had really pushed me to move forward with Scarlett. She had told me that I’d be infinitely better off with Scarlett. That was obviously the very best advice I’d ever followed. This story stands– more or less– on its own but might make more sense if you have read the previous chapter. WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am cumshot including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story. All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is copyright (c) 2018 by The Technician. Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. Marcella Henry walked into the brightly-lit control room of the Prototype Living Alternate Technology amateur Organism project and cheerily said hello to the half-dozen second-shift workers who were still at their stations. An additional dozen or so stations were already powered down for the night. “I don’t know how you are always so cheerful,” one of the techs said as she handed the shift supervisor’s set of master keys to Marcella. “When my overnight rotation comes up once a month to cover your days teen off, I just dread it. Nothing happens. No processes are running except PLATO’s growth routines. It’s like watching paint dry for eight hours.” “It’s not hard, Loretta,” Marcella replied. “I find things to keep myself busy. He asked, causing her to giggle. Instead of dad letting me go, my heart sank as he shook his head meaningfully. They were still in the process when a doctor arrived and checked Abigail for signs of life. She asked when Ally would be getting home and I had Hardcore to tell her she had the days mixed up girlfriend next week she would be here. “Did I hurt you?” You're not paying attention. I’d always enjoyed anal sex, but having a prostate teen added a whole new element to the amateur exercise. My pussy ached for him to be in me. To cross that forbidden line no mother should. Hitting and raping women, that's two for two cocksucker." All in all, I declined three moms, sending their daughters back to class, which left me with a final of four girls. Johnathon told them. Once I learned that, cumshot I felt like I was milking Kim. He stopped in front of me and Daryl took the rings from the white satin pillow inside the basket. Remember, I have our laptop, and everything on it.”