We should be there in a couple hours." No hurry." We won't."A wry smile shifted Marta's face when she ended the call. "We're going to be explaining th... whole harem thing again," she said to Margie.Margie shrugged. "They love you. They'll accept it."Joe the chef emerged from the kitchen, an apron depicting a pig eating its own kind bought at a barbeque restaurant in Minneapolis protecting his front, and looked lightly scolding at Margie. "Have you slept at all?"The question seemed to trigger a. She had tears in her eyes. I was guessing they were from the force he’d put on her throat. She looked surprised, this must have been the first time he’d been that rough with her. He grabbed her by her hair and pulled her to her feet, kissing her roughly and biting her lip hard. She moaned. She had a surprised and fearful look in her face. He turned her around and pushed her over his desk. He was going to fuck her doggy style and she knew it. I felt myself getting more and more turned on. I. She wants to be a treasure he desires to invest all of his focus on, all of his accumulated experience put well to use. She wants to be his interest, compounded!He's uncertain whether to make more noise or less. Does he alert her to his presence as to not startle her, or instead use the element of surprise? After all, she's half expecting this, at least he hopes. He certainly doesn't want to give this maiden a heart attack with fright, but the fun of a surprise seems most tempting. Just then. “You won’t tell, really now?” “Not if you let me.” A little more scuffling, and I had her down. She was quiet, and I was fucking with all the delight and energy which a fresh woman gives a man, when I heard “Molly, Molly” shouted out. With a violent start she uncunted me, and I spent over her motte. “Where are you such a long time Molly?” “There is a hen up here”, said Molly who had started up, “and I think she has laid, but can’t find the egg.” And Molly disappeared down the ladder. “You’re.