And the social structure under which polygamy exists probably doesn't matter all that much. By that I mean it probably doesn't matter whether the fami...y is from one of the tribes of deepest Africa, a Muslim tradition, a Mormon sect, or whatever. I suspect it doesn't even matter whether the polygamy is formal or not, for that matter. The women undoubtedly work things out between themselves, and I don't know of any study or book that's been published about how that works. Such a study could be. "Undress me, and treat my cloths with respect." I did, of course. I unbuttoned his shirt, pulled it from his impossibly broad chest, and hung it in the closet. Then I helped him out of his shoes, and his socks, and carefully placed them at the foot of the bed. I then undid his belt, unbuttoned his pants, unzipped his fly, and lowered his pants to the floor. I took these, too, to the closet and hung them neatly. Finally, I removed his boxers, folded them, and placed them in a drawer.He stood. I liked the way he was caring for me as I was missing all of this from my husband. I was not feeling much guilty now.He asked me whether I liked our previous session and I nodded him a “Yes”.During this discussion, he was standing in front of me totally nude. He asked me what I was doing in the kitchen. I told him I was preparing for lunch. He told me not to as he will order some food online. He turned off the stove and grabbed me in his arms.He then asked me, “Do you want to enjoy one more. The door opened silently and Natalia was relieved to see the beautiful garden again. She had seen some interesting fruit when she was following the man and decided to have a try to eat one of those.The fruit looked like an apple but it was just a little larger and the light green skin was decorated with bright red swirls. As she reached out to pluck one a female voice said, “You might not like those.”As if stung by a bee Natalia spun around to see who had addressed her.A beautiful tall woman.