As I was walking I realized that if I died there was nothing my wives could do by themselves. If I died the property would go to any son that was born...or to the state if there were only girls. No matter how much work they put in to improve the property it would never belong to them. "That sucks!" I thought to myself.We pulled into the circle that night and I walked around noticing how much work the women were doing. We men were busy taking care of the animals and repairing items that had broken. He was her toy, she could do with him what she liked, and she knew that he would serve her well. She got a silken black cord out of the bag and stood above him, dragging it along his skin, from head to toe, knowing that the sensation of the softness would bring out the chill again. She then took her fingers, dragging them lightly across his skin, from head to toe, lingering on his face, his nipples, his stomach, the line of hair from his belly button to his groin...She played in the hair,. "Please my dear," he finally said, "if you could present me with the full effect."Feeling a little like piece of meat I did as I was told and started a slow turn; well he did say please didn't he. Then when I had my back to him he told me to stop. "Very nice Lisa, very nice indeed, you know they look even better on you than they ever did on Rowan's first wife." What's the matter, Ellison, doesn't anyone like to use her name any more?" No we don't," he said bluntly, "why should we, she's dead. Before she could get off another sound, Missy nudged past her and sat down."I've got our tickets, John," Missy said, giving me a smile and a kiss. Things were so quiet that you could have heard a feather drop after she said that.I looked past her to see a huge smile on Mary Jo's face."But, but, you dumped him!" Cathy sputtered some more."Not that it's any of your business," Missy said turning toward Cathy. "But I never dumped him. We agreed to put things on hold for a while at my mother's.