I'm sure he would want to give you girls away.The next morning I saw a cloud of dust flying up the road. It was Zeke in his pickup. He came barreling ...p to the house.He came over to me and said, "Jasper, what is tarnation is this crap about you marrying both Beth and Robin? You can't do that."I said, "who sez I can't? There ain't no law for over 75 miles and there ain't been a lawman here in four years. If I say we are married then by God we are married. Don't you think your daughters know that. That was how lesbians worked? Their vision tracked by movement? No, fuck, that was T-rexes.“Do you know the Capellan?” Tiff asked, trying to distract the girl from hitting on her. Not that she hated it. Actually. It was kind of flattering. But ... Tiff blushed and took all the jumbled up, confused impulses that were flicking through her head, and tried to cram them into a closet. If she had transcribed her thoughts down, it’d have been: Uh, well, objectively, pretty, gills? Gills? Did you know. The bruise from the bite mark was still vivid on my breast. I struggled to reach my shirt, to hide it, hide myself from him, instantly ashamed of it. Of me. "I'm..." I pulled my shirt over my chest, beginning to shiver now, again. "I'm sorry, I..."Kevin took a firm hold of my wrist, stopping me from arranging my shirt. He kissed me, stopping me from apologizing."I was there. Remember?" Kevin whispered. I remembered. "Relax, ok. Just relax."Kevin started again, kissing my chin, again kissing my. My Sue was definitely not the motherly type.She was all sugar and spice until the moment of truth arrived and then she turned into a wild tiger difficult to control without some sort of physical leverage to make her behave and take her medicine like a good little girl. I discovered all that real early in our relationship, before my widowed mother married her divorced father in a ceremony that made our happy humping into a cardinal sin just because of a silly scrap of paper. Her pa became my.