He had on a black and grey striped button down shirt with none of the buttons buttoned, and a graphic tee underneath. His pants looked like jeans in t...e dark light. Combined with his somewhat lanky physique, he looked, well, like a nerd, or the smart kid from high school science class, with a bit more… class. He certainly wasn’t ugly, that’s for sure. She sighed, and looked into the bar. ‘My name’s Mary. Take me away from this particular watering hole, it offends me.’ Mary said with as much. Eric begins to shoo them away, a small smile playing on his features, "Now don't forget! Small dry twigs! Nothing too heavy or damp, and lots of them... we'll be here for a few days!"The lumbering man smiled and dashes to his new wife. Grinning, his arm ensnares her waist and assaults her with kisses. "It'll be a while before they get back," he whispers."Why do WE have to get these stupid sticks?" Trudy grunts as she lunges to the ground."Oh stop whining Trudy, I'm sure Eric just wanted some. "Left alone, the two women talked about the odd arrangements."Of course, any Moslem is allowed four wives," said Tamsin, "So they need larger accommodation." You have never seen your father's cabin as Second Officer on a cruise liner, have you?" replied her step-mother, "It is about eight feet by six and has a shower and loo behind a curtain. The Captain had little more. This is quite unbelievably palatial."Meanwhile the Henry was explaining a problem he had to Head of Protocol."It is my. Achanak darwaza khula, aur Kishore, apne 3 doston ke saath bahar nikle apne kapde theek karte hue. Woh apne doston se keh rahe the. “Iss baar toh meri iss biwi ne do rakhail bhi dilwa di dil behlaane ke liye, tum logon ko maza aaya? Woh kya hai naa…”Unhone mujhe dekh liya, aur muskuraate hue mere paas aaye. Mere baalon se pakad ke mujhe apni taraf kheecha aur mere hoothon ko choosne lage. Aur main kuch keh bhi nahin paayi. Mujhe thodi der chumne aur choosne ke baad, unhone mujhe apne hothon se.