That evening, Jesse came to hang out with us so that Jennifer and Josie could celebrate their ninth wedding anniversary.June 10, 1994, Chicago, Illino...is“Ready?” Michelle asked, coming into the kitchen on Friday morning.“Yes,” I said, getting up and following her to the ‘Indian’ room.“You should read the prayers today,” she said.I nodded. We prayed together each morning, but this day was special. Sixteen years ago, on this day, Birgit Andersson had died in a boating accident. I lit the incense,. Ahead of the other wives, but submissive to her.“My turn. You gotta marry your sister-wives, after all. Do you, Sarah, take these women, to be your wives as well as your sisters in union with Ted, to have and to hold from this day forward, to love, cherish, and protect, for better or worse, for rich or for poor, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?” I asked Sarah now.“I do,” Sarah winked at me now as she beamed at the thought of marrying these women together with her beloved. "Oh shit, I just leaked. Look, I don't even care if you look. I'm gonna squat right here and piss." Do you REALLY not mind if I look?"She looked sideways at me. I could tell she was steeling herself, and then she flashed me a sexy smile. "Maybe I kindof want you to look. Do you want to?"She started undoing her pants hurriedly. She was wearing jeans and a yellow blouse.I, too, steeled myself and made a split-second decision. This was a rare opportunity. "Of course I want to look," I said. "I. You must have the wrong number.” Said Larry“Is this Larry Richter?” asked James Jimmyson“No! You must have the wrong number!” said the irate Larry on the other end of the line.“Sorry, My mistake.” Said James Jimmyson hearing the click in the line before he could finish. The next day was Sunday and James Jimmyson felt better. His friend Larry stopped by. He gave James Jimmyson a blowjob. It was romance.“Let’s go” said Larry, “We got the lord’s work to do.”Larry and James Jimmyson walked to the.