"Yes, my other wife is Sandy Johnson, the novelist. Perhaps you've heard of her. Her last novel made the best-seller lists."Caldwell chuckled. "Yeah, ... read her book," he said quietly and shook his head. "The last time I checked polygamy was illegal." Still is," Josh said. "We had a private ceremony, not a legal one." Love makes us married, Mr. Caldwell," I said. "Although Josh and I have a piece of paper that legally declares that we are man and wife, I'm just as married to my wife as I am to. "Amiee pulls out a dildo gag. Both ends have dildos on it with a latch to go around the head. One end goes in Kristens mouth and the other end sticks out just waiting for me or Jay to tell Aimee to go sit on it. Aimee brings it to me and I pull Kristens head back by her hair so her mouth opens up. I push the dildo into her mouth and latch it behind her head. I stand her up and make her kneel on the ground. I handcuff her ankles together. As Kristen adjusts to the fake cock in her mouth Jay. “Alright…then spill it.” “We had sex,” she confessed. Bolen snorted and blinked but said nothing. “No comment?” He grinned. “Well you are from Alabama!” She slapped him again on the shoulder. “Asshole!” “So are you serious…you did it with your own brother?” She sighed and leaned her head back so she could stare up at the ceiling rather than him. “Okay…soooo…” he prodded her when she didn’t continue. “Well we lived in this tiny two bedroom, one bath trailer house growing up…brothers had a. My name is Hiram Hightower, an alliteration with which my parents cursed me long ago and which will be of little interest to you. But I am, or was before my retirement last year, a professor of economics whose job it was to teach that subject to a rather motley assembly of human students whose ignorance of it was often on a par with that of your dolphin—Minacou, is it?”“Yes, Minacou. I’m happy to meet you, Dr. Hightower. I’m Margaret Russell, please call me Maggie, and my field is marine.