“What ... No, I didn’t ... I mean, I don’t think I did.” As he looked at his grinning wife, “Oh, shit. Di, trust me, I did not intend to do that. I only kissed them and ... felt them up a bit, I guess. And, well, they did both put their hands on my dick for a minute or two. Oh, fuck. Now what?”“The marriage is scheduled for sundown, like all the rest have been,” she said, this time allowing a giggle to escape her lips.“Wait, we’ll talk to them. I’ll explain that it wasn’t intentional...”“Then you’ll marry them, like you should have done several days ago,” she finished as if he hadn’t said anything, but there was a twinkle in her eyes.“Diana, dammit. You are not supposed to want me to marry more wives. It’s just ... It’s just...”“ ... Great,” Diana said, finishing his sentence again, this time with a chuckle that threatened to become full-blown laughter.“Baby, there’s already fourteen of you,” he all but whined.“So? I’m sure the bed is big enough, but if it isn’t we can add another. It was like a vein running through both of them. A silent understanding. He wondered if his friend had told Her about what his marriage was like. Probably not. His friend never seemed to talk to Her. He'd had a couple of beers and many laughs with Her. He had watched the alcohol loosen Her up more and more. But he wasn't afraid of Her. She wasn't throwing herself at him, after all. She was just lonely. And he was lonely, too. He was speaking with a kindred spirit, and that's a very powerful draw. Misery has always loved company. They had talked and talked and talked. He found Her remarkably easy to talk with. She had been so eager to listen to what he had to say. She had been hungry for attention. She hung on his every word. As they had talked, he had allowed himself the brief fantasy that this was his home and She was his wife. Maybe that short-lived fantasy turned the conversation to marriage. Maybe not. Destiny has a strange way of revealing itself one way or the other. Whatever.
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