“Share me?”“Yes, we both want you, but we are willing to share you,” I told him, as I moved up against him also, nearly ready to cry.“Share ...e ... but how?”“As your Wives, naturally,” I told him.“WHAT?”“The O’Connells have multiple Wives, why shouldn’t you?” Sylvia asked.“But...!”“No, buts, we both want you, and the only way to do that, is to share you,” I told him, as I pressed myself against his other side from Sylvia. Greg was really startled by what we had said, so both of us took advantage. "I'll stay here with your girls until you get back," she offered.She didn't wait for their answer. She walked through the screen door at once."Thanks," Patrice said, greeting me with a smile. I was starting to feel like I'd climb a mountain for that smile.Abby was carrying some clothes. I knew the routine. We didn't talk, more for the girl's sake. It wasn't a long walk and I walked ahead of the girls to give them their space, more for the benefit of Francis. When we got to the health lodge, the. ‘It is so senseless,’ she would say. ‘Why do they fight? Why? Tell me, Robert, what makes men leave their homes and go off to kill other men that they don’t even know, and to die in such a horrible manner?’ And I couldn’t give her an answer that made sense, other than the fact that Germany did occupy a significant portion of French land and that the French government was duty-bound to dislodge them. One thing we did discover was that we both loved music. Our first date had been to a performance. Il fait plutôt froid par rapport à l'intérieur du bar de nuit. On se laisse porter par l'ambiance, discutons avec n'importe qui. Le froid fait effet sur ses tetons, les regards sur elle commencent à changer elle s'en rend sûrement compte elle doit commencer à resentir une certaine excitation dans son bas ventre. Elle discute comme à son habitude elle a le contact facile. On finit par rentrer à l'intérieur suivant le groupe avec qui nous discutions non sans remarquer qu'elle parlait plus.