It’s also the Saturnalia, Solstice, and Yule. And close to Hanukkah, mind you. And Boxing Day in two days in England,” Dionysus, my divine father,...commented while I plowed the fuck out of my pregnant first wife, Tracy.I said “first wife,” of course, because by now I was in a plural or group marriage with everyone in the household, including Dionysus, aka Bacchus aka Brian aka Dad. We were all lovers now, all spouses, all engaged in an incestuous commune of sorts where we fucked, partied, drank,. This had been the worst day of her life.It took several long minutes and a deep breathing exercise before Emma was about to stand and walk to her desk by the window. The last light of the setting sun was just visible above the suburban tree tops. Emma slumped down in the broken wooden chair her dad kept promising to fix, but never wood. Normally, she would have been proud of herself for not loosing it until she got back to the safety of her room, but she couldn't even feel good about that. Stop now or it turns serious!” Em spoke in a loud voice. She couldn’t see anyone else at the moment, the background was nothing more than flashing lights and swirling colors, but she wanted witnesses to hear the warnings. As long as she warned him, she could inflict substantial damage if he continued.Ignoring her cautions, he fell on his right shoulder, pulling away just in time to land on his back and stabbing at Em from underneath her. But Em kept spinning. She’d hesitated while dislocating. She gave him the directions to where she lived, and surprisingly it was right near where Adam lived also. As they drove they chatted about meaningless things, simple chatter. Each of them, however, had other things on their minds. hen the other wasn’t looking, they each took turns glancing at the others body. Venice hadn’t noticed before, but Adam had a godlike body to match his godlike face. He had broad shoulders that angled into his obviously chiseled stomach. His arms and legs were bulging.