The twenty or so minute drive to Jane’s home was through several different types of neighbourhoods, from poor underclass all the way to large homes ...on estate lots. Jane made a few more turns and drove down a street with large homes on smaller, but still large lots. She could tell that Shona was amazed by the size of everything. ‘Things really are bigger here in the states, Shona. They have so much land and everything. It’s not like back home at all,’ Jane said smiling. Shona smiled back,. She looked at me like she couldn't believe there was a man taller than she was. She was introduced to us as Zepha. Maggie called me off to the side and whispered, "Ricky, you have to take her." What?" I said, "I have four wives now." If you don't take her, she will never find a husband. If you had not come along, Sherry, Betsy and I would never have married either. Besides, think of the big fine children she will bring you, my beautiful husband," she cajoled.The girl's father, Alto, met with us. I’ll be fine. I’ll get out in the minimum, and maybe my rich brother and his fancy lawyers can figure a way to make my stay up state even shorter or at least easier. I have no doubt that he’s going to be trying,” I said. “But no matter what, you will be in my heart and in my prayers; you will be part of me the whole time.”“You will be in my heart and soul the whole time too, my darling man. How could you not be?” she said.“Just be there for me when I get out, my darling, that is all that is. My lips and tongue continue their ravishment of your mouth as my fingers do the same to your breasts. I begin pulling harder, the weight of your breasts being lifted by the stretched nipple. You push yourself forward again, grinding the mound of your sex against the soft leather of the padded cushion on the wooden stool. The painful pressure is like a gallon of gasoline poured freely over the fire in your loins. You pushed yourself up on your tip-toes reaching for me, giving yourself to me both.