The days after having sex with Lan were nothing but ordinary. Sandra showed no signs of knowing what we'd done. I think Lan and I acted normal, as if nothing had happened. But I wanted more. Lan intrigued me, and she was so different than Jeannie. I loved Jeannie, and we had a great sex life for the most part. I knew there had to be other positions and things like that, but Jeannie didn't want variety. She liked our routine, and I didn't want to rock the boat.

Lan was the complete opposite of my darling departed wife. She was vocal and assertive and knew what she wanted which was more her priority than me getting what I wanted. I didn't mind that either.

June turned to July, with the garden providing more than they could handle. So, I lent a hand, picking, weeding, and ensuring the rabbits didn't eat everything. I put netting around the bases of the ones the bunnies preferred because the girls would freak out if they even thought I was culling the little darlings.

It was Sunday, July fourth, when Lan and I reunited. It had been a long day working in the garden. Sandra was worn out, and her few drinks during our little barbecue hit her hard. She went to bed before the neighbors started setting off their illegal skyrockets. Lan and I stayed to watch, hoping the show didn't spark a fire in my pasture. We were in the backyard, just off the porch, sitting in lawn chairs, waiting for the show.

We'd been drinking a bit, and once Sandra went to bed, the conversation slowly turned to sex. Lan was commenting about how some people refer to orgasms as fireworks going off, things exploding, etc. The talk kept getting more pointed, rockets, dicks, explosions, orgasms, and stuff like that. We had a lot of fun talking dirty.

Eventually, we got somewhat serious, with Lan asking me questions about my sex life with Jeannie. I'd had enough to drink to make me a bit more talkative than I usually am. I didn't say anything negative about Jeannie; I loved and respected her. For the most part, I was honest; we never did things like Lan and I had.

Our conversation became more focused, with Lan asking what I enjoyed about our first encounter. I told her just about everything about it. The demanding was different for me, and since it was our first time, I didn't mind. I loved her breasts and her vagina, and the way she moved on me was simply fantastic.

She smiled as she downed the last part of her wine, then looked at me, "Do you like blow jobs?"

It was good that I wasn't taking a drink when she asked.

I laughed, "I'm a guy. All guys love blow jobs."

She laughed also, "Sorry, I knew that. Must be the wine talking."

I smiled as I sipped my beer.

I countered, “I like how the wine is talking, Lan. Do you enjoy giving blow jobs?”

She laughed, “At times, yes.”

I smiled, “So, do you like having your pussy eaten? Is that the right term?”

Lan giggled, "There are a few terms, but yes, I do."

I continued, “I assume women are better at it than men.”

Now we were getting serious, she replied, "Not necessarily. It's experience for the most part. Just because you're female doesn't mean you know what to do. Well, I take that back. Some women do. It's an individual thing."

She continued, “Do you enjoy eating pussy?”

I thought for a moment, "I enjoy making my lover happy. I'll do my best if she likes me going down on her. I enjoy it, and I haven't had much practice. I'm sure you could tell."

Lan smiled, "You did fine for what I wanted. We can practice all you like, and I enjoy giving instructions."

I laughed again, “I could tell. You give them a lot.”

She had a sly grin when she replied, "Is that a problem, Ray? Me giving you instructions?"

"I don't mind as long as they aren't orders. I have this anti-authority thing. I won't do it if it's something I don't care for."

She seemed to like that answer, “That sounds perfectly fair and reasonable, Ray.”

“I like to think I'm a pretty reasonable guy.”

I stood, finishing my beer, "Well, it's all quiet now, I hope. So, time for bed. I guess I'll see you in the morning. You have the day off, right?"

Lan rose, “Yes, I do have tomorrow off. Are you sleepy? I'm wide awake. I was thinking more along the lines of you getting some experience. If you want to, of course.”

I hadn't had enough to drink to cloud my judgment or prevent my dick from responding, "I wouldn't mind getting some guidance. I'd enjoy that, Lan."

She giggled, “If you follow my instructions, you may get something in return, big boy.”

"Shall we go inside, Madame Teacher?"

Her eyes lit up, "I love your attitude already, Ray. I was going to suggest we stay out here, but I think you'd be more comfortable in the house."

I thought, "I know we can't be seen, but you're right inside would be more comfortable. Shall we?"

I followed Lan in via the backdoor. We put our glasses in the sink, and I locked up the house for the most part. We headed to my room, and I started undressing when she stopped me.

“Leave your boxers on, Ray. I will take those off you if you do good.”

I did as requested, leaving my boxers on while waiting for her to finish undressing. I love looking at her body. Lan loves showing it off too. When she was down to her panties, she pulled back the sheets, propped up the pillows, then took her place against them. I waited for her to settle in, then entered the bed, waiting for 'guidance' to begin.

She placed her finger to her lips, tapping them lightly, "Kiss me, Ray."

I moved in next to her, tilting my head to kiss her softly. My soft kiss soon turned more passionate as she held the back of my head with her hand. I could feel my saliva dribbling down my chin as we continued twisting our tongues together and exploring each other's mouths.

During all this, Lan grasped my right arm, gently moving it, so my hand was on her panties. I took the hint and began massaging and tracing her lips with my fingers. She was getting worked up so much that she broke our kiss so I could get to the good stuff.

I moved down her body, pausing at her breasts for a few suckles and bites. Her moans were enough to tell me I wasn't doing too bad so far. When her hand pressed my head, I knew it was time to begin the actual lesson.

Shifting my position on the bed, I knelt outside her legs to remove her panties. Boy shorts, she called them. They looked cute on her tiny ass, and I told her so. She giggled, telling me they were supposed to be sexy.

I grinned, "Sexy and cute. You are definitely both, Lan."

She bit her lower lip as I slipped my fingers into the waistband, nudging them down her long legs as she raised her ass. Tossing them on the floor, I began massaging her ankles. She smiled as I moved to her calves leaning in to kiss each in turn.

Lan sounded slightly disappointed when she asked, "Not into feet, Ray, sweetie?"

I looked at her, smiling, "Maybe if they were clean. You've been working all day, Lan."

She laughed, “Sounds fair to me. Next time we'll shower first, baby Ray.”

As I returned to her legs, I responded, "I'm baby Ray now?"

Lan pressed a finger to her lips, “I'm trying to figure out some term of endearment that will let you know I'm in the mood. It would be just between us, babydoll.”

I laughed, “Okay, Lan. Whatever makes you happy.”

“Oh, I want you to like it too. Let me know when I nail it, sugar lips.”

I chuckled, then began kissing and licking the inside of her thighs, slowly moving my way up her legs to the promised land. Lan enjoyed this. She liked me going slow and paying attention to her reactions. Far different from the first time when she wanted to get off right away.

I shifted my position, parting her legs a bit more. Laying flat on the bed, inching closer to her bare pussy. I could tell I was doing good because I could see a slight glisten in her nether region. It also dawned on me that we'd left the light on, not that it really mattered.

My face was now over her vagina. I paused for a moment to actually look at it. It was pretty, all puffy and pinkish. I'd never taken the time with Jeannie because she never let me, and Jeannie had an unshaven bush. I didn't spend too much time there gazing at it. I knew Lan would say something if I dawdled too long.

I softly kissed her lower lips, slowly bringing my right hand up to trace her labia with my fingertip. I managed to look up; Lan's eyes were closed, her hands were on her breasts, fingers tugging and pinching her nipples as I played.

Parting those sweet lips with my finger at first, I stuck my tongue out and in between them. Warm, soft, moist, they were all that and more. Easing myself in, my tongue got a mind of its own, tracing her sides, exploring, testing for reactions.

None came as I discovered her hood and then her clit. It felt stiff to the tip of my tongue, and the slight gasp from Lan assured me I had hit her spot. Toying with it for a minute or so, my face pressed into her, and I could feel Lan squirming.

Lan's sweet juices covered my cheeks as I teased her swollen clit. I could feel my erection building, hoping I wouldn't get off devouring my sweet Asian lover.

I thought I was doing well until Lan uttered some guidance to me, "Finger."

I assumed she wanted my finger in her in addition to my tongue, so I inserted one and started moving it in and out, never actually exiting her cunt.

Lan only used one word at a time, "Faster, clit, focus."

Then it was, “Fuck, yes. Baby.”

I sped up, my tongue circling her clit. Smacking it with the tip of my tongue as my finger slid back and forth. Her breathing grew rapid as her body began shuddering. Her hands moved from her boobs to my head, pressing me into her. It felt awkward, but I kept going despite pushing my nose into her pussy.

“Two.”

I took that to mean two fingers, so the second one went in. By now, Lan was convulsing, her heels digging into my back. When she arched her back, placing her weight on her feet, I received a pleasant result. My cheeks were soaked as Lan thrashed about, calling me everything she could think of.

I slowed down, waiting for instructions, but none came. Lan's climax began to subside, and her feet slipped off my back as Lan lay basking in my first attempt at eating pussy in about ten years. She caught her breath and leaned forward to cup my face to look up at her. She had that lovely post-orgasm look in her eyes and a sly smile.

“You lied to me, baby Ray.”

I looked at her, wondering what she meant, "Huh?"

“You didn't need much guidance, big boy. That was, well, fucking wonderful.”

I smiled, licking her honey around my lips, "Thank you, Lan. I enjoyed it."

She purred, “So did I, lover.”

I joined her at the head of the bed, snuggling against her. I was happy, and she was pleased.

We lay talking for a few minutes, and my once-hard dick had shrunk back to normal as we lay. I could feel the pre-cum as he lay against her side. She noticed, reaching down to work him back up with her fingers.

It didn't take long before he was up again, anticipating the reward for my tongue doing a good job.

Lan laid a long sloppy kiss on my lips, then looked at me, "Time for your reward, big boy."

My dick twitched as I replied, “Thank you, Miss.”

Lan's eyes lit up, “There's hope for you yet, Ray.”

I looked at her, a little puzzled by what she meant. Lan didn't say anything. She started kissing down my chest until she got to my stiff cock.

I shifted in the bed, so my back was against the pillows. I wanted to watch Lan going down on me. Something I'd rarely experienced in my married life.

Her long nails teased my shaft as she watched my reaction. We both smiled as she stroked and traced the veins with her fingers. My dick twitched, and the pre-cum was more evident as Lan leaned down to lick him from my scrotum to the tip.

When her tongue arrived at the tip, she circled it slowly. I prayed to any deity that would listen not to let me cum right then. My prayers were answered when she placed her lips on the tip and slowly engulfed me.

Gripping the sheets, I looked away, "Oh, fuck, Lan."

Lan continued bobbing her head up and down me. After a few bobs, she let him loose and reversed course. Kissing my head, tracing back down with her tongue, then teasing me with her fingers.

"Not yet, sugar. I want my baby to wait for a few. Can you do that for me, sugar Ray?"

I barely replied. I wanted to cum right then, "I'm trying, Lan. That feels fantastic."

She grinned, "Good boy. I like seeing you like this, Sugar Ray. You're so cute."

“I don't feel cute, Lan. Holy shit.”

She went back to licking and teasing me. Circling my head really got me going, so she stopped doing that to make me last.

Lan moved to kiss my thighs while she held my dick in her palm. My body felt like it would explode if she didn't finish me off soon. My dick was about as large as ever, and I lasted longer than I thought possible.

Lan returned to softly kiss my dick, “How's my baby boy doing, Ray?”

"You have to ask? You're torturing me, Lan. But it feels fucking great."

She giggled as she slid a nail up and down my dick, "When we're like this, would you mind calling me Ms. Lan, baby Ray or Ms.?"

I managed to reply, “If it makes you happy, Lan, sure.”

Before engulfing me for the last time, she said, "That's Ms. Lan, baby Ray."

I replied anxiously for her to let me cum, "Yes, Ms. Lan."

"Good boy, that's my baby, Ray."

Lan swallowed me whole, bobbing up and down again, focusing on my head. She could feel me before I said I was coming. Swallowing everything I produced, I think I emptied the most cum I'd ever had. Gawd, she knew what she was doing. If calling her, Ms. Lan got me more of this. I could live with that. I was spent and happy.

Lan rose from my cock, wiped the cum around her lips with her finger, then sucked on it. Moving up to me, she straddled my lap, my shrinking cock against her perineum. Grasping my cheeks in both hands, she pulled my face to her, kissing me deeply.

Lan whispered, "I had thought about setting you up with one or two of my clients, but I like how this went, baby Ray. You were a very good boy for me. I think I'm going to keep you for myself. Maybe adding Sandra at some point. Would you like that, sweetie?"

I blinked, not believing what she was saying, "You mean like a three-way?"

Lan gave me a stern look, "You mean like a three-way, Ms. Lan, my good boy."

I corrected myself, "Umm, fine. You mean like a three-way, Ms. Lan?"

She grinned, "See, that's not so hard to do, is it, baby boy? You are just too darn adorable. Yes, a three-way, my way. We'll work on the details later, sweet one. It's time for Ms. Lan to get some sleep."

With that said, Lan kissed me quickly, left the bed to dress, then waved goodbye. I sat there contemplating what had just occurred. I assumed she acted this way with Sandra, though not in public.

I turned off the light and tried to get some sleep. The whole evening, mainly the last hour or so, kept repeating in my mind. I had no clue about how Lan was acting. I guessed she was a Dominatrix or something. I'd have to look that up on the internet to see what it was exactly.

Monday, after the girls left for their regular jobs, I looked up Dominatrix. I liked the way some of them dressed; they were very sexy. How they treated their slaves or whatever they called them freaked me out. I'm not one to kowtow to anyone, let alone a thirty-something girl. She was hot and good in bed, but being spineless wasn't in me. I'd talk with Lan and not in bed, where I wanted what she was giving regarding sex. The other stuff was pure bullshit, as far as I was concerned.

That afternoon I was removing Blackberries along the Northern fence line when I spotted Sandra walking towards me. She smiled as I threw another root ball into the tractor's bucket.

She greeted me from about twenty yards away as the root ball hit the metal bin, "Hi, Ray. I heard you met Ms. Lan last night after I went to bed."

I sighed, “She told you, huh?”

“Yep, you don't sound thrilled, though.”

Pulling off my gloves, I grabbed my water bottle and took a drink, “I looked up Dominatrix on the internet. That's what she is, right?”

Sandra giggled, "Yes, that's the formal term, although she prefers Domme. Why do you look so mad about it?"

I leaned back against the tractor and explained, "I'm not a wet noodle, Sandra. I don't particularly appreciate taking orders from anyone. I had enough of that in the service. It was fun playing, but I think she's going to get more serious with it."

She nodded, "I understand. It's not for everyone. Lan isn't as demanding as those stereotypes, Ray."

I questioned her, "You don't seem that way at all to me, Sandra. Is it just something you hide, or what? If you don't mind telling me."

Sandra thought for a moment, "It's hard for me to explain. With men, I'm an equal in bed. When it comes to women, especially Lan, when she says jump, I ask with respect how high. It all started in college, and it's happening again since I broke up with Keith."

I didn't understand, "Do you prefer women over men? Do you like groveling to her?"

Sandra replied, “I don't prefer one gender over the other. Both have their good and bad points. I don't grovel, Ray. Sometimes I need her to control my life and the bedroom. She's not that bad. You should sit and talk with her.”

I sighed once more, "I will. I don't want to screw up our business partnership. However, submitting like what I saw isn't something that works for me. The sex is great. Lan promised a three-way for us. I don't know if she told you that."

Sandra looked down at the ground, a bit embarrassed, "She did. I'm fine with that. If I were more assertive, I would have bedded you before she had. I like you, Ray."

I blushed, "I like you too, Sandra. I never thought either of you would have an interest in me. I didn't want to screw up the business thing flirting. Plus, dating my son's ex-girlfriend wasn't something I fantasized about, but I didn't think there was any chance it would happen. I think we missed an opportunity."

Sandra smiled, "I don't think we've missed an opportunity at all, Ray. Because of Lan's aggressiveness, we now know how we feel about each other. Maybe there's a way to keep the business and exclude her from your bed. We could talk to her, and I think she'd listen. She's not as bad as you're making her sound. Oh, I had those thoughts about being Keith's ex-girlfriend too."

I thought for a moment, “How about tonight after dinner? I need to get this done, Sandra. Thanks for talking about this. I feel embarrassed that it happened.”

Sandra laughed, "You are something, Ray. It wasn't entirely your fault. When Lan sees an opportunity, she goes for it. She's difficult to resist and since it's been some time for you, you were an easy conquest. She's gorgeous, we both know that. But, I need to harvest and get an order or two filled. See you back at the house. Oh, I'm glad you feel that way about me."

We parted, both smiling. It took me a couple more hours to remove the Blackberries, which I consider to be Satan's spawn.

I dumped my handy work in the burn pile, then put the tractor away in the shop. I saw Lan's car parked next to Sandra's and figured they were harvesting or doing something in the trailer. After removing my dirty boots, I walked into the house and headed to the kitchen to grab a beer before hitting the shower.

I took a couple of gulps as I walked to my bedroom and the shower. I was still sipping as I undressed and turned on the water. After dumping my clothes in the laundry hamper, I finished the beer, then slipped into the shower. Standing under the stream, I started trying to figure out how the three of us could still work together without me having sex with Lan and being her 'good boy'.

I bent down to squirt some shampoo in my hands when I heard the shower door opening. I looked behind me, and here stood Lan, naked and smiling. Behind her was Sandra smiling just as wide and naked also.

The shampoo running off my hands and down the drain was the last thing I thought about as they stepped in. Lan's hip bumped me aside to get under the shower head. Sandra was carrying their shampoo and conditioner, I assumed. She giggled as she closed the shower door to join Lan under the water.

My shower isn't your typical shower. Jeannie and I remodeled a few years back, removing the tub and part of a wall to install a tiled shower that would easily fit two people. We enjoyed showering together ever since we started dating. It was one place we could talk without fear of Keith overhearing, and we could be somewhat intimate also.

I stood back, watching them, "Is this the three-way you talked about, Lan? Umm, Ms. Lan."

Lan laughed, "Yes and no, silly Ray. I'm not going to take charge since my sweet kitten Sandra and I talked about your concerns. We have a good thing going with the garden, and I, too, don't want to screw that up. So, we're here to talk and work things out. Hopefully, before we run out of hot water."

Sandra continued, "We have some ideas we'd like to go over with you written down on the kitchen table. This is a preview of what things could be like if we agree."

I was still shocked, but I enjoyed what I was seeing and hearing, "So, no Domme thing where I become your slave or walk me around with a collar and leash?"

They both laughed, then Lan spoke, "Silly Ray. You assumed way too much surfing the internet. I'm not that kind of Domme. I'm more of a mentor; I sometimes get carried away, but it's nothing to be scared of."

Sandra nodded in agreement as she began shampooing Lan's gorgeous mane. Lan arched backward to help in the process. Her magnificent breasts sticking out on full display made my dick twitch.

We continued talking as the girls took turns soaping each other up, making sure I was paying attention to them, explaining their relationship, and how I would fit in. Lan was right. I saw so many stereotypes online, and it freaked me out. When she explained in more detail that she wasn't in control all the time and a few other points, I felt better about the whole situation.

When they finished explaining and were all nice and clean, they turned their attention to me. They each grabbed one of my hands, pulling me into the shower stream. Lan washed my hair as Sandra soaped down the rest of my body. After a quick rinse, Lan shut the shower off before we ran out of hot water.

That's when the fun began. I was already semi-stiff, and it didn't take much for Sandra, who had dropped to her knees, to get me completely erect. That's when she started giving me head. Meanwhile, Lan and I started making out. Our tongues played as Sandra sucked, licked, and stroked me, proving she was just as good at it as Lan.

Before I was allowed to cum, Lan turned my focus to her breasts. One hand pinching a nipple as my teeth bit and tugged the other. It didn't last long. Sandra swallowed me whole which made my knees weaken, and I went off in her mouth. She then turned to Lan, pressing against the shower tiles, and began devouring that sweet bare pussy.

I continued playing with Lan's breasts, kissing and pinching them until she used one hand to move my face up to her lips. Her other hand dropped to the back of Sandra's head, pressing Sandra's face into her.

We continued like that until Lan reached her climax. Then Lan suggested I switch places with Sandra, who stood up against the tiles, legs spread for me to enjoy her trimmed pussy. Lan then began kissing Sandra, playing with her breasts as I pressed my face further into Sandra's sweet honey pot. I felt Sandra's hand sifting through my hair. Her touch was gentle and loving as her fingers sifted through my wet locks. She was the exact opposite of Lan, which made sense.

My tongue teased and explored Sandra while Lan kept telling Sandra what a good girl she was. She asked how I was doing, and Sandra replied without hesitation that I was doing very well. I smiled when I heard that. I could feel my heart race as I became more confident, grasping Sandra's ass and pulling her into me.

Lan began praising me, calling me her good boy while playing with Sandra. Sandra kept agreeing with her as I focused under her hood with the tip of my tongue. My new lover let out a slight high-pitched yip or something similar, which startled me for a brief moment. Her reassuring grip on my head told me I had hit her sweet spot. So, I stayed there as her hands softly pressed me into her. Within a couple more minutes, Sandra's grip got stronger as she neared her climax. My nose pressed into her pubes, to her delight, as I licked and sucked.

Lan was still talking about how good we looked together and how sweet we were. Sandra's legs closed tight on my head. I could feel her weight bearing down on me as her legs weakened. My hands on her ass helped support her as her climax went full bore, sending waves of pleasure through her. I didn't stop but slowed down as she slapped the shower walls with the palms of her hands. Her breathing echoed through the shower as the apex of her orgasm hit.

Lan kept talking to us both offering praise to me and comforting Sandra, nuzzling her neck and telling her what a sweet kitten she was. Sandra moved her hands to my cheeks. I could feel her wanting to lift me, so I rose to meet her. We ignored Lan embracing and kissing deeply until Lan decided we'd had enough. She didn't say anything. She just turned the water on so we could wash off the precious bodily fluids.

Sandra and I broke out kiss, looking each other in the eyes. It was a look I'll never forget and always treasure. I think that's when we both knew we had something special.

After washing, we dried each other off, got dressed then sat around the kitchen table discussing their proposals. Each one had its share of good and bad points from my perspective. We finally reached a compromise with the girls moving into the house. Each getting their own room. The office would move out to the trailer, for which I had to run a wire and conduit for the internet.

Sharing my bed would be their choice. No severe bondage or weird kinky stuff unless the girls wanted me to watch. Then, I could make up my mind if I wanted to participate. We'd expand the garden if they made a profit, but that would have to wait until at least October when the Farmer's Markets shut down, and they balanced their books. They could use my truck for hauling products and supplies as long as they helped with gas and maintenance.

July gave way to August, and things were going well between the three of us. My bed became our common meeting ground where any problems we discussed got resolved. Being nude and talking to each other is a great way to find compromises when two think differently than the third. A kiss, touch or snuggle works wonders for bringing the third party over to the other side.

During August Sandra tended to spend more time in my bed than Lan. Although when Lan joined us or just me, the night got a bit more risque. I learned quite a bit from Lan and Sandra about alternative lifestyles and sexual preferences, and positions. I became a little more open-minded about a few things. But, I still didn't go for whips and chains, but the occasional handcuffing to the bed with both of them free to play with me was something I came to enjoy.

There were a few games the ladies liked to play with me. I call them ladies now because they aren't girls to me anymore. They are both mature, intelligent, and have great personalities, and I love them both.

One game was 'stripper night' I never knew when it would happen. Lan and Sandra would disappear after dinner. Then emerge wearing stripper heels and some risque clothing. They'd give me a lap dance, take my hands, then lead me to the bedroom.

From there, it would vary. I'd have to watch while one gave the other a lap dance, or went down on the other, or they made love. Sometimes, I'd get another lap dance while Lan directed the action. That was one of Lan's favorites. We enjoyed all of them, but the one that was the most outstanding was when I had to wait and watch until Lan or Sandra said I could join in.

Sometimes the ladies would bump and grind in front of me. Lan would typically lead, but there were times when Sandra took charge. They would slowly peel each other's clothes off while kissing and caressing each other. When they were ready, one would lie back on the bed while the other would slip between her legs to feast.

My favorite part of this was when I was told to join in. My cue to do whatever depended on their position and who wanted what. If someone's ass was in the air, they tended to want me to take them from behind. If they were both on all fours, I generally got a blow job from the mouth that wasn't occupied.

Other times, they'd cuff me to the bed and tease me with feathers or their fingers until one of them decided I'd had enough, then mount me or go down on me. We always made sure each of us achieved a climax; well, for them, sometimes it was two or three.

We were one happy little kinky family, we kept communicating, and I think that's what made it all work.

September and October had most of the Farmer's Markets the girls sold from closed. When the season was entirely over, they had turned a profit. Not a large one, but enough to keep them interested. I suggested we install a greenhouse to get an early start planting indoors next Spring. Both Lan and Sandra thought that was a great idea. But, purchasing and installing it meant a new contract making me a full partner.

November and December were very quiet. We had Keith and his girlfriend Mercedes over for Thanksgiving and Christmas. At first, Keith was shocked that both Lan and Sandra had moved in. Then seeing they each had their rooms, he accepted it. We didn't tell him we slept together more often than not.

His girlfriend, Mercedes was a doll, a pretty redhead built like a fire hydrant, about as tall as Sandra but more muscular. Lan seemed to flirt with her a bit when Keith wasn't looking. Keith also flirted with Lan when Mercedes wasn't looking, but she didn't seem interested in him.

Our conversations when Mercedes visited with Keith focused mainly on the garden and our growing business. Mercedes was interested in a side business like many firefighters. We didn't do a sales pitch, but she hinted that she'd be willing to come out and help if we needed any.

That was pretty much it to close out twenty-twenty-one. Twenty-twenty-two would bring a few changes to our lives.