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A Reality Check

... I looked over at the couch and looked at the girls. Iris had her head slumped to one side with her long dark hair spilling down the side and the nape of her neck exposed. I looked over at Charlotte whose features were in stark contrast to Iris'. Charlottes' head was laid straight back which exposed the smooth white skin of her neck and her red hair was catching the sunlight streaming through the slats in the window blind. Each looked as scrumptious as a female could which didn't help my morning wood. Knowing there was a fat chance in hell that either one would help me take care of my condition I pushed myself into a standing position. I went over and placed a hand on Charlottes' shoulder and gently shook her. Her eyes fluttered then snapped open in bewilderment while she pushed her body back and swung her hand in a defensive action. I stood up straight while looking down at her as she became aware of her surroundings and her breathing slowed. I expected her to ease up some however she began to get a mean look on her face and glared at me. I rolled my eyes at her then turned my attention to Iris, bent down and stroked her hair. When she began to murmur I softly spoke to her, "Come on sweetie, wake up", I said. When she brought her arms up and stretched I rubbed her pregnant belly with one hand. As she shook off the sleep she brought her head up and smiled at me while I rubbed the belly that contained our baby. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Charlotte looking right at me ...

... and when I glanced in her direction she was actually glaring at me. I simply winked at Charlotte then looked at Iris' belly and back into her eyes before I stopped and stood upright. Charlotte, being none too happy, stood up picked up a bag and headed to the bathroom. Iris slowly woke up and I started to get ready for another day of driving but it was exciting because we should reach our destination at the end of the day. While it was cold back in Kansas it was rather warm here and would be even warmer in the Keys. To be in a paradise setting with a couple of young females and me being the only male is the stuff dreams are made of. The climate would dictate limited clothing (or maybe none at all) but that could be too much of a good thing. How do you achieve balance when things are so out of balance. You don't want too much yet you don't want to do without. There would, in essence, be a lack of competition which negates the need to strive and work and inspire one to achieve. After the morning routine I fired up the RV and started heading south again. I was keeping my mind occupied regarding such as I drove while the girls were sequestered further back in the RV talking to each other. Typically when females talk there is whispering followed by cackling however, their talk appeared to be of a serious nature and neither let loose a single laugh. Every now and then I would look back at them over my shoulder. They never acknowledged if they noticed me rather they kept their heads ...