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time to time, she didn’t want to return to that old life.
“Yes, my life lies with you, Sam, and Paul now, and I’m good with that,” she replied. As she said it, she knew it was true. She was all right with the idea of living in the new world the men had taken her to.
So much had happened in one short week. She spent time most days with Anh, Kiri, and Shiloah, and their friends. She really liked Shiloah’s mother, Orna, and loved spending time in their garden.
Dr. Russell, who seemed to be interested in Anh, was eager for Chevaunne to start work with the seniors. Construction of the new wing of the hospital was finished, but it was only semi-furnished and as yet unnamed. However, some of the seniors had already moved in, including Honored Grandmother. Occasionally, Chevaunne wondered if, had Dr. Russell not been there, Anh would have moved her great-grandmother in so quickly, but it was plain the old lady approved of Russell as well. He had two brothers and several sisters. She must ask Anh their names.
Two new settlers, brothers, were going to plant the courtyard garden for the seniors, and Shiloah and Orna would be involved in that, too, so Chevaunne knew she would be seeing more of all of them at work as well as in their free time.
True to their promise, one of her husbands was always around to help her and support her. Sam went into the office building each day, where he ran a small online financial services business. Paul managed the day-to-day accounts and bills for the family, but Sam handled their investments. Sam’s business had started off when he took over managing the family finances and had grown as it became apparent he had a flair for knowing when to buy and sell.
True to the ethos of the community, he made a small profit on transactions for community members and a much larger one from his online clients. But that, too, was fair. His results were much better than those of many other financial managers, and he hadn’t lost money during the global finance crisis. This meant that, financially speaking, her new family was very secure, and she really could choose whether or not to work and what career to follow.
Chevaunne helped Paul with household tasks, cooked a little with Sam, and spent some time out on the farm with Jim.
Her life was balanced and fulfilling both by day and by night.
As of next week she would work each morning with the seniors, helping them to shower and eat breakfast, then reading with them, talking to them, or doing some craftwork with them. Many of the seniors remembered traditional art, which was very stylized with certain shapes and patterns being very popular and therefore ideally suited for them to do. Although some of them had great difficulty remembering things that had just happened, traditional art from their youth was something they remembered clearly and enjoyed. Other grandparents still living out in the community would join in these sessions, too, so they would become a special social time for the elderly.
Chevaunne would stay to help the residents eat their midday meal then return home in the midafternoon with Sam, as their families would visit the seniors in the evenings and share the final meal of the day with them, and they napped in the afternoons.
Family menu-planning was a lot of fun as Chevaunne and the men explored favorite meals, and she and they learned to cook new dishes. Much of their food was no different from what she was used to, but every now and then, a vegetable, fruit, or dish would be mentioned that was new to her.
And every night the men made love to her. And it was very definitely making love, not fucking. Always they put her pleasure first, arousing her to new heights, ensuring she had more orgasms each night than she was used to having in a week.
From time to time, she’d had the opportunity for sex one on one with one of the men, but this early in her marriage it didn’t seem right. Not when all of them were always there at night
“Yes, my life lies with you, Sam, and Paul now, and I’m good with that,” she replied. As she said it, she knew it was true. She was all right with the idea of living in the new world the men had taken her to.
So much had happened in one short week. She spent time most days with Anh, Kiri, and Shiloah, and their friends. She really liked Shiloah’s mother, Orna, and loved spending time in their garden.
Dr. Russell, who seemed to be interested in Anh, was eager for Chevaunne to start work with the seniors. Construction of the new wing of the hospital was finished, but it was only semi-furnished and as yet unnamed. However, some of the seniors had already moved in, including Honored Grandmother. Occasionally, Chevaunne wondered if, had Dr. Russell not been there, Anh would have moved her great-grandmother in so quickly, but it was plain the old lady approved of Russell as well. He had two brothers and several sisters. She must ask Anh their names.
Two new settlers, brothers, were going to plant the courtyard garden for the seniors, and Shiloah and Orna would be involved in that, too, so Chevaunne knew she would be seeing more of all of them at work as well as in their free time.
True to their promise, one of her husbands was always around to help her and support her. Sam went into the office building each day, where he ran a small online financial services business. Paul managed the day-to-day accounts and bills for the family, but Sam handled their investments. Sam’s business had started off when he took over managing the family finances and had grown as it became apparent he had a flair for knowing when to buy and sell.
True to the ethos of the community, he made a small profit on transactions for community members and a much larger one from his online clients. But that, too, was fair. His results were much better than those of many other financial managers, and he hadn’t lost money during the global finance crisis. This meant that, financially speaking, her new family was very secure, and she really could choose whether or not to work and what career to follow.
Chevaunne helped Paul with household tasks, cooked a little with Sam, and spent some time out on the farm with Jim.
Her life was balanced and fulfilling both by day and by night.
As of next week she would work each morning with the seniors, helping them to shower and eat breakfast, then reading with them, talking to them, or doing some craftwork with them. Many of the seniors remembered traditional art, which was very stylized with certain shapes and patterns being very popular and therefore ideally suited for them to do. Although some of them had great difficulty remembering things that had just happened, traditional art from their youth was something they remembered clearly and enjoyed. Other grandparents still living out in the community would join in these sessions, too, so they would become a special social time for the elderly.
Chevaunne would stay to help the residents eat their midday meal then return home in the midafternoon with Sam, as their families would visit the seniors in the evenings and share the final meal of the day with them, and they napped in the afternoons.
Family menu-planning was a lot of fun as Chevaunne and the men explored favorite meals, and she and they learned to cook new dishes. Much of their food was no different from what she was used to, but every now and then, a vegetable, fruit, or dish would be mentioned that was new to her.
And every night the men made love to her. And it was very definitely making love, not fucking. Always they put her pleasure first, arousing her to new heights, ensuring she had more orgasms each night than she was used to having in a week.
From time to time, she’d had the opportunity for sex one on one with one of the men, but this early in her marriage it didn’t seem right. Not when all of them were always there at night
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