I jumped up off the couch, and sure enough, my contribution had soaked into the fabric of the cushion. I chuckled a little then ran to the door. I lis...tened closely for the slam of the driver's side door and daddy's footsteps on the sidewalk. When I knew daddy was close enough, I opened the door and struck a pose, my long arm on the door jam and my legs crossed gingerly. My small breasts jutted out in perky fashion and just enough of my delicate perfectly smooth line between my legs showed. It. "Sal waved his hand without losing control of the garbage can on the wheelie. Any excuse to get out of the chilling wind would be welcome. This was the next-to-last can and he was already tasting the sweet sugared coffee Mrs. Conti always had waiting for him on the kitchen stove. He knew she wanted him to give it to her again but he was a bit reluctant because Mr. Conti was still pissed over the way he had taken the youngest daughter's cherry in front of her "already pregnant with his baby". Doc knew all about living with concubines and he knew those Swarm reporters, even his adored Melissa, were full of shit about life after extraction. It might be fun and it might be sweet but he swears from experience that they aint no man on (or above) this world that will ever best even one good woman, let along three.Well, that's the end of Leroy's account of how I came to be married to three wives. Leroy's not too bright and he doesn't worry too much about being factual. He does tell a good. The girls liked that idea but it just didn't do much for me. They all said it would be beautiful with the red orange, and magenta paint. I didn't say anything and told them I needed to talk to Don. Once you were inside the place, if you stopped moving you would get stuccoed or nailed to the wall. Four guys were smearing wall plaster and one guy was following them making tracks in it with a trowel. I had always wondered how they did that. The counter that divided the dinning area was up and they.