.. I have mine." I looked down at Little Willie.She actually laughed for the first time since she had come in the door."You have no problem that I can...see, Jake." She now seemed more at ease and I was glad I hadn't misjudged, this would make everything else much easier.I sat across from her, one leg cocked to the side so my flaccid penis was in her full view but acted, as if I were fully dressed. In a few minutes I could tell she was totally at ease while darting a glance now and then to my. The next weekend, Dawn came over to my house, where I fixed her a delicious meal. I made a special salad and a pan of lasagna. I thought it turned out very well. For dessert, I tried something that I had never made before. I made some cannolis. They are a very expensive treat that I occasionally pick up at one of the local Italian delis.I was in an experimental mood and thought Dawn might like to try them. One variation I made to the recipe was the adding of chopped up dried cherries, instead. .”Giggling and laughing, we drove home, and by the time we got there, my major stress was gone. We decided to save the exercises for stress relief until Bill got home to join us.“Just feels better that way,” Deena said.“Agreed.”I think it’s a good idea. This ‘three-way marriage’ is too darned odd as it is, and it’s not exactly something you can sit down and talk to people about. I don’t think Mom would understand, for instance.Come to think of it, I was surprised that Johanna didn’t puke and. Then i thought i can help this poor man by breast feeding him. I read some history of muslim world and found out that muslim women in various wars have helped their muslim brothers by giving them water and food in the battlefield. And at times when they ran out of water then muslim women switched to breast feeding.And then i thought if i left this man to die of hunger and thirst then Allah wont forgive me in day of judgement. I then asked him that i can breastfeed him. He was bit embarrassed.