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Jeff and Diana had taken the opportunity for a few minutes of cuddle time in one of the sitting rooms down the hall from the honeymoon suite. Diana sat in his lap as she did every chance she got. They kissed, then she laid her head on his shoulder.
Jeff smiled down at her. "So Bill and Jill are going to use the honeymoon suite this time? Why not the suite they have been using? There's not a dime's worth of difference in them."
Diana snuggled a little closer, if possible, "Yeah, I know, but that's what they decided. Well, that's what Kathy and Jill decided," she corrected with a snigger.
"Bill doesn't give a crap what goes on as long as he gets his wife back, but it was interesting to watch the guy get all upset on his wedding day. Particularly, since he has been married to that woman for years. Of course I guess it was interesting to see him so uptight because that's exactly the way I feel every time I go through a marriage ceremony — well if it's my ceremony," he laughed.
"You have been through it more times than most men. Looks like it would be old-hat by now."
"Yeah, well, I admit some were worse ... uh, more upsetting than others. I love all of you all equally, but each has a special place in my heart."
Diana squeezed him. "Oooh, nicely said. Just remember where that special place of mine is, though."
He kissed the top of her head, "You're my Queen."
"Talking about Bill not caring as long as he gets his wife back, you can multiply that by ten and you would still be short about how Jill feels about getting her husband back. But no matter what we say to her, she still feels guilty. Ingles' drugs and hypnotism don't matter. She alternates from ecstatic at getting away from Ingles and finding Bill again, to depression about having 'betrayed' him. And that reminds me, I'm sure that Kathy has told him, but you need to also..."
"Tell him what, Baby?"
"Oh, I guess it sounds stupid, but I'm afraid that Jill will hurt herself tonight."
"Hurt herself?" Jeff said with a grin. "Well, I guess I have seen Kathy walking a bit funny from time to time, but even if Bill has, uh, grown some since Little One enhanced him, I doubt that he will..."
"That's not what I mean," Diana interrupted as she sat up in his lap so she could look him directly in the eyes. "Remember, Little One didn't just replace Jill's hymen, she made everything down there new. It's not repaired; it's new. That part of her has never known a man."
"Yeah, I know, Baby, but come on, they've been married for at least seventeen years. Linda is sixteen."
Diana absently straightened his collar. "Kathy says that Jill is frantic to give herself to her husband, but of course, wouldn't because she wanted to have a new marriage and start over first. You need to caution Bill, anyway. Some of your wives were quite upset as they prepared for their own wedding, but Jill has already thrown up. I'm afraid she's going to work herself into really being sick before we can get her married. Heck, Kathy is practically a basket case from Jill being so uptight. And Jill is almost ... obsessed with giving herself to Bill to try and make up for the way she treated him during the last year. That part of her isn't up to what she has planned for her husband."
"So, do I need to get Little One to check her out because she threw up? Jill surely isn't going to be asleep, and I can't let her see the Healer."
Diana hugged him and put her head back on his shoulder. "I know you can't do that, but it surely would solve a lot of problems right now. Maybe you just need to talk to Bill and have him prepared for an ... uh, over exuberant new wife tonight. I'm afraid she'll really mess herself up and he won't realize what she's doing to herself. Oh, I know that Jill has her Queen to calm her down, but Kathy is just beginning to become a Queen. And they haven't developed our ... empathy with each other like my sister-wives and I have, but I can tell it is starting with them, though."
"I think that what you and my other wives have is a bit more than empathy."
Diana giggled, "Yeah, I guess you're right, but I don't have a word for it. I don't know what they're thinking ... exactly."
"But any of you can deliberately say the same thing at the same time. When you are working together and one needs something, another hands it to them instantly. And I suspect that my description is just scratching the surface — right?"
"I feel like they're part of me," Diana said into his shoulder, "and even that is far from being descriptive enough. When we're making love and touching, we all ... become one."
"So do you think that Kathy and Jill will ever be that way?"
"Well, Evie says that she, Kim and Linda are beginning to 'feel' each other a little when they orgasm, so it seems like they're progressing in that direction. They're beginning to work well with us in the kitchen. I can, uh, 'feel' Evie almost as strongly as I do my sister-wives, but I'm only vaguely aware of Kim and Linda."
"I wonder how Fred's women are coming along? Has Carla said anything?"
"Only peripherally. She's told me about Fred's dead wife..."
"That's beyond weird," Jeff interrupted. "But Fred kept saying from the beginning that it was almost as if she were real. Crap, if a dead person in your mind can be real," he chuckled.
"Well, anyway, I told you about Brenda somehow reflecting their orgasms back and forth until they all pass out from overload. They can't hear each other, but they can all hear Brenda if they're touching Fred. I'll have to specifically ask if they can feel each other as we do."
"And Margaret?"
"We can work well with her, but she hasn't become a Queen yet. I'm pretty sure she's been thinking about getting Frank another woman though. But first, we have to get Frank and Margaret married."
"So, talk them into getting it done tonight," Jeff threw out just to see her reaction.
Diana laughed. "Margaret would shit. They know too many people that they absolutely have to invite to their wedding. Margaret is working on it, and we've helped her some. She has considered turning the whole thing over to a wedding planner, but that would bring an outsider into close contact with things they have no business knowing. She's opting for a simple ceremony here at the retreat and inviting fifty or so people. But then we're back to the winter logistics thing."
"Well, I'm glad all us men have to do is just wait for the pussy on our wedding night," he teased.
"Margaret is going to be some high-priced 'pussy' by the time they pay to bring all those people out here," Diana giggled.
"Pocket change for Frank," Jeff laughed.
"I need to go," Diana said as she took time to kiss him before standing. "Your clothes are laid out on the bed. Wouldn't hurt for you to go ahead and get dressed so you can be with Bill. And Jeff," she said as he started to walk off, "tell Bill what I said about Jill. I have a feeling that he is going to have to take some strong measures with her before the night is over. She has it in her mind to try and 'make it up' to him for the way she treated him while under Ingles' control."
"I'll pass it on. Bill will take care of it."
"I hope so."
Everyone was ready, all faces turned expectantly as they waited for Jill's entrance. As the sun touched the mountains in the distance, Marcie and Steve sat in the audience watching Jill come regally down the wide stairway into the living room. Jill's eyes were focused on Bill as he stood ramrod straight in his Navy uniform by the huge window waiting for her. Once again, Frank Wainwright was tapped to give the bride away. The ceremony, led by Diana and Jeff, went without the slightest bobble — as usual.
Later, Steve and Marcie had a moment during the reception as they stood to the side, "She's young," Steve quietly commented as he looked at the bride.
"That's her daughter there," Marcie answered, nodding her head discretely.
"Daughter? She can't have a daughter, at least not a teenage daughter. She and that girl look the same age, but there is a striking family resemblance."
"Yeah, as in they're both beautiful," Marcie laughed, "but Jill is Linda's mother. Diana didn't give me any details, but she said Jill and Bill were getting remarried after Jill had been kidnapped and abused by someone in North Dakota. I guess you realize the other young woman there is Bill's other wife, don't you?"
"Yeah, I had that figured out."
"Mr. Henson there, has three wives. We've met Evie, Linda and Kim. Linda is Bill's daughter."
"They weren't divided into family groups when we came in. How did you figure who went where?" Steve asked.
"Diana told me."
"So how many of them belong to Jeff?"
"Nine."
"Great day in the morning. We've seen them with him, but I never considered..."
Marcie squeezed his arm. "Don't even think about it, Buster. You have one wife and it's going to stay that way."
"Here, we need to get you seated," Jennie said as she came up. "Where's your wheelchair?"
"Honey, I'm doing just fine with this crutch. Besides, I've been sitting down since we got here."
"Here it is," Melissa said as she came hurrying in with the wheelchair.
"Park it, Baby," Marcie said. "I'll ride back up that long hallway in the morning when we leave, but I can sit over there in that real chair for now," she finished, pointing.
"Are you sure," Melissa asked, frowning. "You look uncomfortable."
"Well it is a little uncomfortable, but if I take those pain tablets the doctor prescribed, my head feels all fuzzy. Besides," she laughed, "this way I can gripe about it hurting."
"Oh, that's the first time you have even mentioned it hurting," Jennie said. "Now let's get you seated."
Shortly Steve and Marcie were sitting with cake in front of them. "That's a Navy uniform isn't it?" Marcie asked Steve as she nodded in Bill's direction.
"Yeah, and those are some serious medals hanging on it, too. Man has been in some shit; you can bet on that."
"So he's in the Navy. I thought he flew a plane for Mr. Wainwright."
"He does. He's retired from the Navy, though." Steve stopped for a second, then continued, "Well maybe not retired, he looks too young for that, but out of it, anyway. I think he's allowed to wear his dress uniform at special occasions. Jeff said that Jill wanted him to wear it for the wedding."
Marcie waited to swallow, then took a sip of punch. "What are those medals for?"
"I heard one of the girls ask that. Bill just laughed at her and said they were for decoration."
"Decoration? Even I know better than that."
Steve looked in Bill's direction for a moment. "He's obviously not a braggart. He's damn sure got bragging rights hanging on his chest, though, but he won't say anything. From a comment I heard Jeff make, Bill probably can't talk about how he got them. He seemed embarrassed when Jeff's wife asked him about them."
Marcie nodded to the newlyweds as they fed each other cake. "That woman is gorgeous. She looks like one of those women in one of your Playboy magazines. Did you get a hard-on when she hugged you?"
"Marcie, that's vulgar — disrespectful to her..."
"Did you?"
"No ... but I had to fight it."
"So, I'm going to get some tonight?"
"Baby, we might hurt your foot."
"Hah. With all these pretty women to get you stirred up, no way am I passing up an opportunity like this."
Chuckling, he grinned at his wife. "Well, maybe. Well, maybe."
Kathy stood holding the door open to the honeymoon suite as Bill waved to the others and picked up his wife. Once inside, Kathy closed the door as Bill set Jill on her feet.
"We're married; married again," Jill whispered as she looked up into his eyes. "I promise you, Bill Madison, that I'll die before I let another man have me again."
Bill put both hands gently on the sides of her face. "You didn't 'let' Ingles have you. He drugged and hypnotized you. You did nothing wrong. Now this is our wedding night. To risk being cliché, this is the beginning of the rest of our lives. Why don't we have a glass of that wine sitting there on ice? Neither of us drink, basically, unless a couple beers a year count," he grinned. "But I'm absolutely not flying until sometime Monday. So..."
Kathy was already handing them glasses. Shortly, they were seated on the couch with Jill tucked under Bill's right arm, and Kathy sitting close on his other side. Jill had taken a couple sips of her wine, but then put the glass on the coffee table in front of them — a total waste of Frank's expensive wine. She snuggled back against her husband.
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