The growing dogs start to sleep on the end of our bed, and it is cute,unlessGrumpy is claiming me, marking me, or commanding me to do very wicked things.
Then the dogs are quickly ushered out the door and into the oak and carpeted hall.
There is no way they can hear mommy scream or hear her come and shatter.
Harryand I enjoy our time together, and when not on the estate building it out, planting trees, including an orchard, and me making a vegetable garden, we travel, we make love, and we spend time together on our other projects.
I find and turn a large unused room downstairs into an office. Three local coordinators then arrive twice a week. Harry has always loved my nutrition support model, and finally, I agreed to him putting money in, if I controlled everything.
He is already commanding me in the bedroom, and even if that is his domain, I run the estate.
I also run my business.
Harry’s investment of ten million dollars per quarter, or forty million a year, makes it possible for me to have our team run a bigger team.
They travel the states and secure more and more locations.
We soon have thousands eating happier, and just as importantly, eating healthier.
As I work downstairs and expand my project, upstairs, Grumpy does the same at his desk. He does, however, do it more casually and calmly.
It is the same desk I fucked him on, and that was to show him I am actually the boss.
Harry is a completely different person from before, even if he is in a navy suit in a meeting or on a Zoom call and commanding his staff in NY, London, Tokyo, or Rome.
He is more patient, more calm, more relaxed, and less of a corporate brute. Much of his time is spent watching his movies and selecting media and movie scripts.
One evening,fireside, Harry and I talk about Tusk, the tiger, and the life he lived. My feet are on Harry’s lap, and the dogs are around us playing.
There and then, we decide to contact zoos up and down the East Coast and the Midwest.
The next day, we act, and we tell them if they have aging animals that require a place to retire, we are the ones to call.
We don’t expect much to happen, but within a month, we have a dear old giraffe and an old lioness.
We agree the massive giraffe cannot be caged and should not be caged. The cost to increase the estate’s wall height is not cheap, but once done, we are able to re-home him.
The giraffe is apparently very gentle with humans, and we find out that he likes to be fed by hand. Also, that he can be fed from the second story window.
Each day, we feed him from a basket as the sunrises near thelake front.
The lioness settles in, too, and she enjoys the peace and quiet of Tusk’s massive enclosure.
She has plenty of areas to stroll, run, roam, and sleep, and she often watches the sunsets from high up on a knoll.
If we have kids, they will one day have stories to tell.Very strange stories.
Three months later,we find I’m carrying twins. A girl and a boy, and we are over the moon.
Many months later, on a calm spring evening, I give birth at home.
With two nurses, two doctors, and two dogs with big eyes in the corner.
As I scream, the dogs howl, and I yell louder. I then tell Grumpy it’s his fault as my body is wracked with strange intense pain.
I also crush his strong hand as I push, and then finally, the pain stops. As I lie panting in a pile, Harry looks down at meagain.
But this time, we are all big-eyed.
