I had not imagined the daily pleasure of reading in our room followed by her shower to remove the stench from her rapidly darkening body before we cou...d steep ourselves in newly married indulgence.Do I regret giving in? Hell no. I much prefer the mountains. I love to fish. I like to hike in the shade of towering oaks. But no matter where we went I was going to spend more time making love than eating. Given that, and that I desperately loved her, going where she wanted was nowhere near a deal. Sir Edmund and Frederick Bywaters were the guests of Lord Branston, and were enjoying his hospitality at Branston Manor, which was some six miles to the east, near Bishops Canning. Major Graffoe was somewhere in town, either drunk or copulating, or both, no one knew where exactly. I was in a quandary of what to do next when Surgeon Armityge appeared. He quickly summed up the situation."Send a messenger to Branston Manor; place the unwounded prisoner in the town jail, put the two bodies in the. Basheera held back to be last, but when she hugged me, she almost squeezed the breath from my lungs."You are home, Habib, now all is right in the world," she said tearfully.Okay I admit it; I might have teared up a little myself, because I felt exactly the same way. I finally managed to get them quieted down and sitting near me in the front room. I opened my briefcase and pulled out small boxes wrapped in gold foil. I handed the correct box to each of my wives. I also gave Zahrah a ring, but it. ” I knew he thought back by 10 avoided sex. I was pleased with my lies.Before leaving, I returned to the bedroom bathroom, opened the vanity, took the condom package he’d bought for his swinging fiasco and hid it in my purse. Back in the kitchen, I calmed him.“I’ll be back by 10. It’s only a movie and a snack after. Don’t make a big deal out of nothing! I’m glad you’re jealous. I was worried you didn’t care.”I kissed him for back up assurance, opened the garage door and hurried to the car. He.