Pleasure,” I stammered a bit, never having cheated on my wife before.“Likewise, babe. I’m lovin’ it! Do come back, you lovely man!” Arsinoe ...told me with repeated kisses that peppered my face.“I’m pretty sure that I will,” I resolved, not about to give up a lover like this ... not even for Steph.That was not even counting the rest of Arsinoe’s family, such as Callisto and Xandria. Yeah, they had a very different, much improved worldview, if you asked me. Fuck Christian morals! Fuck monogamy,. Just like ... Ahhhhhhhh ... now... One good one and then he’s inside me, pumping. I have my heels digging into the backs of his thighs.“C’mon, baby. Hard! Own meeeee!”He does. Completely. Hotly. Wetly. We’re shaking in each other’s arms as he thoughtfully rolls to the side, not letting me go, dragging me to rest atop him.“Beck?”“Yes, Brad?”“I wanna keep you.”“Chained to the bed post? In a cage in the back yard?”“At my side. In my life.”“I want that, baby.” I kissed him. “Brad, you’ve been a. All through the church, people were murmuring and talking to each other. There seemed to be a few people. mostly those who didn't really know any of us, friends of my parents, who seemed shocked and either angry or upset by what I'd done.This wasn't true though with any of the X's parents. Georgia, Kitty, and Shirley's mom were all crying and smiling at the five of us. Walt Connor, Jerry Carstairs, and Ron Jones seemed more confused than anything else. Mama was beaming at me, and so was Gerta.. The old Russian was having one of his weaker days. Pietor Grovsichenk worried more than usual. The old man suffered from influenza, despite the flu shots he'd received several months prior. The old man was nearly 85 and losing strength. Pietor feared they would soon lose him."Pietor, my faithful friend, what news do you have for me today? Something more pleasant than the disasters that have befallen another of our teams? Please remind me to inquire of the Archbishop, why it should be that.