I sighed.“Dad is everything OK? You look a bit down.” Kevin asked.“No son, nothings wrong. Actually you see I have a day off and I have no idea ...hat I am going to do all day”“Wow, you have a day off, I have some great movies you can watch, it’s near the T.V.”“Thanks, Kevin.”Breakfast was served. We had a few small talks and then the kid’s left for school. After a long time the house was all mine and so I decided to explore it starting from Kevin’s room. I went to his room which looked decent. Her practice was interupted by the sound of a door opening and closing at the far end of the pool area. Glancing over, Franzi noticed a well dressed woman approaching. It took a few moments for her to recognize who it was.Katarina Witt walked along the side of the pool in the direction of Franzi.She had a notepad in her hand.Kati was working as a celebrity reporter, covering the swim meet.Franzi smiled and waved Hello. She and Kati have been friendly for many years, both being sport heros in. ." she went on, although at that moment I interrupted her,"You're going to what? Move out of the bedroom and stop having sex with me. Ooops! Too late. You've already done that. What else can you do? Divorce me?"That stopped Martha for a minute, and she seemed to shrink a little. But at least she was considering what I'd said."I suppose that you are going to tell me that to get back my loving husband, I have to accommodate you by having sex more often, or something," she almost sneered."Not if. So, we’ve shed thirty-four more. That’s fine with me. They weren’t meant to be our permanent companions and spouses, that’s all. It was nice while it lasted, but we must move on from them.“Face it, group marriage or not, you’ve bonded a lot more with some of us than the rest of us and we all know it. Especially the Lucky Seven. No offense taken, believe me. Tara, Bonnie, and I have fallen very hard for Ryan these days, too. Plural marriage is fine, but there are limits, even for a sailor turned.