<div class="floatright">(http://static.gofugyourself.com/uploads/2014/03/476402777.jpg)</div>Character: Eve White<br/>Occupation: Housewife<br/>Time: Lunch, August 21st<br/>Location: The Barn<br/>Tagging: Josh, Travis, Open<br/>Content Warning: Naughty fantasies<br/><br/>Josh was right, not this second but after a bit they could. Her heart beat a little faster at the idea of Josh taking her back to her room and taking her. She could feel her nipples getting hard and she was feeling flustered. Then the idea of Travis being her escort another day crept into her head and her cheeks went a deeper shade. He seemed nice too, respectful. She could see some wisdom in the rotating to a degree, the uncertain heritage of the children conceived here was like only one member of the firing squad having a live round. She didn't want to waste days here if the stud wasn't nice. Some women liked bad boys but didn't really.<br/><br/>She realised she had been standing there silently for a bit not saying anything and smiled nervously<strong>"I suppose fertility technician might ask to awkward questions if put on a C.V."</strong>