Who's My Wife? (NehpetsEnal)

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DAY 4

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DAY 4

Who's My Wife

Waking I found myself cuddled up tight.

Her skin is as smooth as silk and must be kissed.

Over she turns, locks of long wavy hair fall away to reveal her face.

She slides her hands down my hips, I'm beguiled by Talulah's pale and deliciously freckled skin.


My love for her is a gift from heaven, something not shared by many.

Yes, we would have liked a family, but for us, business came first.


Wedding her came late, the ceremony had been held onboard the Liberty Belle.

It was a fitting tribute as the boat was a symbol of the empire we had built together.

For a fleeting moment, it felt surreal, a kind of Déjà vu.

Eyes turned to the opening door, in walked the Sherriff, get dressed Denver you're under arrest, for the unlawful act of bigamy.


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