In places where there is no Institute, the Institute comes to the woman who can use some help in edu
In places where there is no Institute, the Institute comes to the woman who can use some help in educating man or sons. It’s terrible where some people live. Sometimes you drive to the border of civilisation and then you have to drive another day. I didn’t know people could live there. I always admire the women who are in charge even there. After all it’s a place where muscle is of at least equal use as brains. But still the woman is the boss, even when no one could help her. It’s courageous. This picture was made when I left this family. It was made by one of the daughters. The male part of the family was kneeling. Some sitting with their butt on their feet, some not able to do that. I had had a tough week but it was worth it. The man knew his place and cuddled his wife instead of yelling for beer, the boys were at the mercy of their sisters and had a long, painful and humiliating road ahead. The youngest one loved pulling peckers, the older ones had more delicate games. Well, at that moment I had seen my share of dicks for at least the coming days. I longed for the arms of Sheila, waiting for me at home. We may still need men for the reproduction, but I don’t need them anymore. My cheek on the soft tummy of Sheila is heaven already. -- source link
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