Child Brides of India

By C. Stanton Leman

Chapter 68: Resuming the Schedule (Mgg, rom, cons, oral, anal, ws)

“Wanna chocolate overdose?” she coyly asked.

“What about the baby?” I asked.

“She can sleep with Leeya,” Priya answered. “Besides, I think Leeya likes dry nursing her. It makes her feel like she’s got boobies. She wants little titties so much.”

“Yeah,” I chuckled, “but what she’s got sure is sensitive!”

“I know,” Priya said, “it surprises me too.”

Priya informed Leeya that she had baby duty tonight and after we settled the two in bed, Priya and I retreated to my bedroom for a night of frolic and fun. Leeya was still hurt that she’d lost her night.

“What was that you said about a chocolate overdose? Where do I begin?” I asked huskily.

Covering her mouth with her hand like a shy little girl, Priya batted her eyelashes and with a coquettish tone sang an impromptu ditty:

“I’m a little chocolate drop,

Dark and sweet,

Nibble my ears clear down to my feet.

Suck my titties one by one,

Tasting my poopy can be such, such fun!

Open me up and when tongue enters,

What you’ll find is a wet, sweet center!

Fuck me deep and fuck me slow,

Sperm me full, your love I’ll know!

If you’re naughty and want to see,

Tickle my pussy and watch me pee!

Can I take you deep, you’ll know?

Watch me swallow when I blow!

Do it all and add the sum,

We’ll have a night and cum, cum, cum!”

Finished with her little performance, Priya rolled over shyly and giggled. I grabbed her and spun her around, holding her in my arms and complimented her with, “Boy! That sounds like a deliciously good recipe for a debauching!”

“Good!” she giggled, “I haven’t been debauched for quite a while, maybe you could double the recipe!”

“Feeling like the bad girl tonight, huh?” I asked.

“Yes,” she growled, “a bald pussy, dirty little bad girl!”

“All right, bad girl,” I inquired, “where do we begin?”

With the demon in her eyes, she said in a low sultry tone, “In the bathroom, “I need it baaaad!”

Taking her hand, I helped her sit up and led her to the bathroom. Priya sat on the toilet and looked up at me pleadingly and whispered, “Please, Sean, you know what I need.”

I knelt in front of her and kissing her replied, “Yes, Baby, I know.”

Without saying a word, I held her knees and spread them wide as she sat looking into my eyes. I softly ordered her, “Open yourself for me, Priya.”

Looking down submissively she replied softly, “Yes sir.”

Reaching down with her hands flat on the sides of her vulva, she spread her lips open wide with the sides of her forefingers. When she’d opened herself fully for me, she looked back up at me with expectation. I could see the wet pink interior of her crease and reaching down between her legs, I gave her a quick sharp slap right on her clit and she flinched with an “Eeeek.”

I asked her, “You’re a naughty little bad girl, aren’t you?”

Nodding she replied meekly, “Yes a rude, naughty little bad girl.”

“You like this don’t you?” I asked.

Quivering, she replied, “Yes sir, I love it so.”

“You liked peeing in Leeya’s mouth didn’t you?” I asked as I slapped her again.

Priya shuddered and nodded as she gasped at the thought and answered shyly, “Yes, very much.”

“Since you’re such a bad girl,” I said, “Maybe I should give Leeya first wife rights. What do you think of that?”

“Please, Sean,” she pleaded, “Don’t tease me so. You know I need this, please don’t taunt me.”

Rubbing her tingle button as she gasped, I quickly slapped her again and said, “But you like being taunted, don’t you?”

“Yes sir,” she replied meekly.

“How bad do you have pee?” I asked.

With halting breaths Priya replied, “Bad sir.”

I rubbed her clitty in circles and then down to massage her urethra. “Not bad enough, “I replied, “Your little hole isn’t winking yet.”

As she heated up, beads of sweat appeared on her brow as I teased and taunted her. Her breaths were coming in halted, gasping pants; her upper body lurching forward with each labored breath.

Priya’s spread legs were quivering as I continued to stroke her button and she, with pleading eyes asked meekly, “Please sir, let me pee.

“Not yet bad girl,” I replied.

Rubbing her clitty with my thumb, I began to massage her urethra with my forefinger and it was now pulsing. I felt a couple of drops escape and warned her, “Not yet, Baby.”

Priya was becoming frantic as she tried to maintain control, whining with every breath. I increased the pressure of my strokes to her pleasure button and said softly, “Soon, Sweetie, soon.”

“Oh, Sean!” she gasped, “Please let me pee!”

Tears of frustration were streaming down her cheeks and I brushed my thumb over the top of her clitty. Priya shuddered and came as she moaned, “Oh God, Sean!”

Priya couldn’t control herself and started peeing in spurts as she shuddered and quivered. I covered her urethra and pressed hard, cutting off her flow. Her eyes shot open wide and pleaded, “It burns, Sean, please let me finish!”

I released my finger and she burst forth with a gush and came again. Priya fell forward, laying her head on my shoulder as she quaked and shuddered. As Priya finished in halted spurts in time with her shudders, I rubbed her vulva softly as her flow washed over my hand.

As she came down, she made little mewing sounds as she gasped and quivered. When her breathing normalized, she said into my shoulder, “You’re so bad, why do you torment me like that?”

“Because,” I answered, “you cum harder when I do.”

“I can’t help it,” she replied, “I just can’t help it.”

Rising to look me in the eyes, she asked, “Please, Sean, Feed me.”

I rose and stood silently before her. Taking my cock in her hand, she kissed it reverently and placed it in her mouth. Looking up with pleading eyes, she placed her left hand on my thigh and reached between her legs with her right. I quickly released a short squirt and she flinched, swallowing quickly. With a mouth filled low guttural moan, she quivered.

I slowly let go and began to pee in her mouth as she swallowed, As usual, she’d tap my leg, swallow and tap again for me to start anew. Priya strummed her clitty as she drank and just as I was finishing, she shuddered and came. When she did, she inhaled my cock and I finished down her throat.

I slowly pulled out of her mouth and she gasped a huge intake of air, looked down and said as she blushed deeply, “I’m such a very nasty little girl!”

“But I love you deeply,” I replied, “so completely and deeply.”

Priya wrapped her arms around my thighs and hugged herself to me as she regained her equilibrium. Reaching down, I lifted Priya to her feet and scooped her up in my arms and carried her to bed. I laid her down on her back and moved on top of her. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist as I began to lay kisses all over her face.

Tilting her head back, I engulfed her throat in my mouth and began kissing her neck. I laid kisses along the sides of her neck, alternating between both sides and sucking in one earlobe I nipped it and moved to the other. She sighed and said softly, “I love you, Sean.”

“And I you, Beloved,” I replied as she tenderly embraced my head.

I kissed across her shoulders and licked a line down her breastbone, right between her breasts. Priya moaned and arched her chest upward, silently asking me to taste her breasts. With my hands flat against the sides of her chest, I slowly reached under each breast and drew them firmly in my grasp. As I squeezed firmly, her fat, bulbous areola jutted proudly upward capped with two protruding erect nipples.

Priya had grown slightly and she had more breast pad under her puffy protuberant nipples and they seemed to jut up even further. I sucked her entire left breast into my mouth quickly and felt her nipple tickle the back of my throat. As I sucked, she lovingly pulled me to her to suckle. I changed to her right breast and gave it the same treatment as I sucked and licked her puffy mummeries in delight.

I licked a straight line down the center of her stomach and immediately engulfed her plush, velvety smooth vulva into my mouth. She lustfully wrapped her legs around my head with pointed toes, thrust up and said, “Yes, Baby, eat my little girl pussy!”

I peeled open her chocolate peach with my forefingers and sucked her ambrosia from her weeping fountain. Priya gasped with her hands full of hair, pulled me to her and moaned, “Yes!”

I inserted my tongue inside her about an inch and slowly licked up. Priya flinched, gasped and quivering said, “Oh my, Sean, I’m gonna cum soon!”

I pulled out and dragged my tongue up and began flicking across her pleasure center quickly and forcefully. Priya was pumping her pussy into my mouth as she climbed Pleasure Mountain. Priya was now gasping and rotating her hips in a quick sensual rhythm. She cried out, “Don’t stop, Sean, gonna cum!”

Reaching in with my right hand, I inserted my right forefinger into her pussy and she lurched, thrusting herself up quickly with an “Eeeek!” and locked up, cumming hard. Priya pulled me to her in quick, sharp jerks as she shuddered and quaked. With each shudder, she’d moan a deep throaty “Uuuh!”

Not waiting for her to come down, I rose, seated my cock to her entrance and slowly pushed inside her. When I touched her cervix, she rotated her hips down into the bed, pulled me to her and gasped, “Oh God!”

I slowly began to stroke in and out of her tight wet grotto and it felt glorious! She was hot, smooth and slippery and it felt so delicious to be inside my beautiful brown-skinned beauty! Priya raised her legs with her feet against her butt and I grabbed each foot in a hand around the center of each foot. I pulled her feet up, filled with passion driving deep inside her and she flinched, grunted a loud “Uuuh!” and cried out, “Easy, Sean, you’re too deep, it hurts.”

I backed out some and whispered, “Put me in your sweet spot.”

As I slowly stroked to her depths, Priya rotated her hips up and I slipped past her cervix and into her fornix. When I hit the end of her vagina, Priya gasped and cried out, “Oh yes, Baby, right there!”

I began to slowly rock as the mouth of her cervix brushed over the top of my crown. “God, Sean,” she cried, “I’m gonna cum!”

“Me too,” I panted, “just a moment more!”

I felt my balls pull up and groaned out, “Here it comes!” and began to fire off inside her. I spurted three or four times followed by flinching electric shocks. Priya shuddered and quaked with each spurt and gasped, “Oh my, yes! So hot inside!”

As I shuddered inside her, I pulled her left foot to my mouth and sucked in her toes. Her tiny brown foot tasted salty and sweet, driving my orgasm to another height. With chin on her chest, she looked down at me with a soft satisfying smile and said, “Oh, Sean, I love you so.”

Exhausted, I released her foot and rolled onto the bed beside her. We lay side-by-side half panting, half giggling and I said to her, “God! Every time we do this, it’s like the first time!”

“Promise me something, Sean,” Priya said seriously.

”Anything Beloved,” I replied.

“Promise me I’ll be the first,” She asked.

“You were the first,” I responded.

“No,” she said, “Promise me I’ll be the first to bear you a child.”

“Of course,” I affirmed, “You needn’t have asked,”

I smiled and patted her thigh saying, “You’re first wife and my soul mate. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Priya gave a soft smile and with closed eyes nodded with a satisfied “Hmmmm.”

Priya reached down and dragged her finger through her oozing slit. She brought her glistening fingers to her mouth and sucked them in saying, “I love your taste: we both do!”

Putting her hand over her weeping hole, Priya rose with a giggle as I watched her tiny little butt wiggle to the bathroom. She returned a few minutes later with a warm cloth and cleaned me. Putting the washcloth aside, she turned out the light and said with a giggle, “Let’s get some rest, I’m not finished with you yet.”

I woke about two am with such a throbbing hard on and at the same time pleasurable tingles. Looking down in the dark, I saw Priya with her ass alongside my chest as she leaned over sucking my dick.

She was swirling her tongue over the head of my dick and when she stuck her tongue in the slit. I thought I was going to shoot off then and there! I reached up and turned on the light. Priya turned and lifted off my dick with a smile and asked, “You like?”

“I like!” I replied,

Priya returned to paying oral homage to my dick and I tapped her on the butt and pulled her over to straddle me. As Priya bobbed on my cock, I pried her butt cheeks open to reveal her dark brown pucker. I licked across it with the flat of my tongue and she moaned a mouth filled “Mmmmm” as her tiny star winked.

I started rimming her as she expertly worked on my cock. As she began to start deep throating me, I started pressing my tongue to her sphincter. Once she’d pushed me into her throat, I plunged my tongue inside her. Priya lurched forward taking another half inch and clamped my tongue in her ass. Priya pulled off my cock with a loud gasp and said, “Oh God, Sean, that was so intense; do it again.”

Priya returned to my cock and with two testing probes, pushed me into her throat again. As she drove down, I pushed inside her again. She swallowed hard thrice as I tongue fucked her nether hole.

Priya pulled off my cock with another loud breath taking gasp. She flipped her head, flinging her black mane over her shoulder and said, “God! I need you inside me!”

Priya sat up, moved down and reaching under herself and seated the head of my cock at her back door. She slowly bore down and with a grunt, relaxed herself and I pushed inside her a few inches.

Panting, Priya put her hands on her knees as she squatted and began to pump her ass on my cock reverse bareback. She slowly worked herself up and down until her butt cheeks rested on my groin. Priya stopped for a moment, wrapped her arms around her knees and moaned out, “God, Sean, you’re so deep I can almost taste you!”

Priya’s ass was as tight as a vise as her muscle clinched and released. She was silky smooth and hotter than a steel burning blast furnace! Putting her hands back on her knees, Priya began to pump her impaled ass up and down on my cock. Each time she’d bottom out, she grunt with a “Uuuh!” and throw her head back.

I grabbed Priya’s hair and pulled her down as she impaled herself on my cock. Priya would grunt and pant as she worked herself in a faster rhythm. She reached around and felt her stretched anal ring as it pulled away from her body when she rose and growled, “This feels so nasty! Cum, Sean, I’m getting tired.”

I could only grunt my acknowledgement due to the incredible sensations of her flaming hot rectum. She grunted a few more times and scowled, “Cum damn it, cum, Sean!”

I began thrusting up into her as she drove her ass down on my impaling spear. Doing this twice, she arched her back and grunted loudly and said, “Oh fuck! You’re so deep it hurts, cum for me!”

I pulled her hair hard driving her unto my upward thrusting tool and she cried out as I howled out my orgasm, “Ohhh! Burning my insides!”

She slammed her butt down hard, clenched my dick to the point of being painful and pressed down hard on short, quick shudders. Shooting off deep inside her colon, I pulled her down to lay flat on top of me. I just kept thrusting up into her as I cupped her breasts and squeezed.

Priya had her back arched, driving her pelvis down to meet my thrusts shuddering. After the intensity decreased, Priya lay on top of me clenching and releasing me in rhythmic muscle spasms. After gasping for breath a few times, Priya brought her feet up to her butt, spread her legs and reached down to feel her twitching muscle clamp onto my cock impaled deep within her. She felt around her anal ring and said, “God, I’m such a nasty girl! This feels do rude!”

“Yeah,” I replied with a chuckle, “but it’s gloriously wonderful!”

“God, Sean,” Priya giggled, “You’re still twitching inside me.”

“Whew!” I exclaimed, “I love fucking your ass!”

“Whose ass is better,” Priya asked, “Mine or Leeya’s?”

“Both of you are fantastic,” I replied honestly, “But for different reasons. With you, it’s more hot and passionate; with her, it’s more decadent and nasty because she’s so young and small.”

“I can understand that,” she said. “I never thought Leeya would ever be so passionate though.”

“I didn’t either,” I agreed. “Sometimes she surprises me with her aggressiveness.”

“I know you don’t want to think about it,” she commented, “But Emmy would have been a sexual animal.”

“Yeah you’re right,” I replied. “She’d have probably fucked me into oblivion.”

“About Leeya though,” Priya said, “do you think she’ll really drink you?”

“I don’t know, Priya,” I responded, “I’m not going to ask her or press the issue. If she wants to, she’ll say so.”

“During your week with Faatina,” Priya started, “do you mind if Leeya and I fool around?”

“No I don’t mind,” I answered, “I just don’t want you two to forget with whom your primary source of pleasure should lay.”

“Oh, Sean,” Priya retorted, “We love you too much to become lesbians! We like being together, but it’s just not the same as being with you. My orgasms with her are soft - almost dream-like, but with you: gawd! They’re so intense and earth shattering!”

With a chuckle I replied, “Just what I like to hear!”

“Come on,” Priya giggled as she nudged me with her elbow, “we’d better get some sleep. Good night, Letch.”

“Goodnight you bald pussy, little bad girl.”

With that, we ended the night and went to sleep.

Leeya was still quiet the next morning during and after prayers. At breakfast, she was sullen and Mom asked her, “What’s wrong, Sweetie?”

Leeya began to softly cry. Mom pulled Leeya from her chair and onto her lap and said, “What is it, Baby? Why are you crying?”

Leeya looked at Attiya then back at Mom and said softly, “I couldn’t be with Sean last night and it hurt me so much.”

“I know, Baby,” Mom consoled, “but what you did wasn’t very nice and now you know never to do something like that again, right?”

Leeya sniffled and nodded.

Priya said to her, “Leeya, you can be with Sean tonight, okay?”

Leeya brightened up and nodded again.

Mom put her down, swatted her butt and said, “Now that that’s settled, eat your breakfast.”

I didn’t see the baby so I asked, “Where’s Faatina?”

“Oh,” Mom answered, “Pita’s got her in the kitchen.”

About then, we heard the knock on the door and a moment later Monaavi entered the dining room and sat. She saw the look on Leeya’s face and remembered what happened yesterday and said to her, “I’m sorry you lost your night last night, Leeya.”

“That’s okay,” Leeya answered, “I deserved it.”

With that, we began the day on a good note. Priya told me I should go to the office for a while, she’d watch the baby today and I agreed. Dad was surprised to see me and we worked on a distribution issue for a while. I then met with Prishi and she had a nice idea about restructuring our procurement process so we took it to Dad for his opinion.

He was pleasantly surprised and agreed that it could save us down the road and approved it. Prishi was proud of herself and again, her ample bosom led the way back to her office.

Dad and I arrived home about five and the two schoolgirls were cheerfully taking their piano lesson. Monaavi was playfully playing and singing on the bench as she sung out a children’s song. Leeya and Attiya were clapping their hands in time and trying to follow the words.

I washed for dinner and once downstairs again, I had a squirming three year-old thrust into my arms. Priya handed her to me saying, “Here, Daddy, she’s been a real snot today and getting into everything! Every time I turn around, she’s putting something in her mouth. She’s driving me crazy!”

“Did she crawl today?” I asked.

“No,” Priya replied. “Now that she sits up, she scoots herself across the floor on her butt. She has a good reach on her and keeps grabbing things off the tables in the living room.”

“What about her toys?” I asked her.

”You’ve got to be kidding! They’re only good for about an hour. Her attention span is zero and she just moves from one thing to the other.”

Just then, Faatina seemed interested in the inside of my nose because she stuck her finger up my nostril. “Come on, Demon,” I told her, “let’s eat. It looks like it’s you and me for a while. Mommy’s worn out.”

“God!” Priya said, “Being called Mommy sounds so weird!”

We had a nice dinner and we were sitting in the living room afterwards when we heard the little angel doing her duty. It was kind of funny because she got quiet, looked around with a look of deep, silent concentration on her face as she soiled her diaper.

Priya said, “Just in time, it’s her bath time. Take her up and bathe her, will you, Sean?”

Shying away, I replied with a smirk, “I’d rather not.”

Priya sighed, stood and picked the soiled urchin up saying, “Your day’s comin’, Pal, you’ll soon have her for a week all to yourself so you better prepare yourself to take care of her by yourself!”

“Gulp!”

Priya swung her around and under her arm like she was carrying a football and marched upstairs. Mom smirked and quipped to me, “You’d better be careful. An overworked mommy can put a real dent in your love life, right John?”

Dad peered over his glasses and replied affirmatively, “Take heed, Son, mother knows best.”

I gave Priya time to finish with Faatina, said my goodnights and went upstairs for prayers. Leeya was in the bath with Faatina splashing around while Priya lay on the bed. I went and sat down next to her and said, “I’m sorry for being an insensitive, lazy father, okay?”

She brushed my arm and said, “God, Sean, I never knew taking care of a baby would be so hard. It’s scary too. Her life and safety is in our hands and it just seems so overwhelming to me. Whenever I see her put something in her mouth, I think she’ll choke or get poisoned somehow.”

“I know,” I replied. “Let’s just hope she can overcome this. I’d hate to think about taking care of her like this for a lifetime.”

“Ooooh!” Priya shuddered, “Don’t even think that!”

“I’ll get them out of the tub, all right?”

“Yes please,” she replied, “I need to rest a little before I have to deal with her all night tonight.”

I went to the bathroom to the splashing little beauties and told Leeya, “Is she squeaky clean?”

“Yeah,” Leeya giggled, “I even washed her little pus-pus.”

“That’s nice,” I said, “I’m sure she appreciated that.”

“I dunno,” Leeya said plainly, “but she laughed.”

“Come on,” I ordered, “time for prayers, get out, dried and dressed.”

“Okay.” she replied as she stood and splashed her way out of the tub.

I picked up our splashing gurgling toddler, wrapped her in a towel and carried her to the bed. I laid her down to diaper her but she rolled over giggling trying to get away. I snagged her foot and asked Priya, “What is it with her? Every time I go to put a diaper on her she fights me tooth and nail.”

“I asked Mom that,” Priya said. “Mom said kids look at daddy as a playmate: someone to have fun with. They look at mommy for comfort and security. She just wants to play with you, not make it hard on you.”

I snagged her by the ankles and lifted her straight up with her head a few inches off the bed. She squealed in delight as I readied the nappy and laid her down on top of it, quickly opened her legs and flipped the diaper up, pulling the tabs and securing them in one fluid motion. I picked her up by one foot and gently swatted her butt and let her go. She rolled over on her back giggling and kicking her legs.

Priya smirked and nodding said, “Hmm. I’m impressed. When’d you learn that move?”

“Improvisation, my dear,” I replied proudly, “the mother of invention.”

Just then Leeya came bounding onto the bed dressed in a Barbie nightshirt. She and Faatina were rolling around laughing when Leeya sat up panting to catch her breath. She looked at Faatina and said sadly, “I remember how much fun we used to have climbing on things. She’s a real good climber too! I just wish she was like she used to be.”

“Give it some time, Sweetie,” I consoled her, “maybe she will.”

Priya patted Leeya’s thigh and said, “Don’t worry Sweetie, everything will be okay.”

Thinking about the wedding, I asked Priya, “Do you think it’s really necessary to have a henna party? I mean this is only going to be a temporary marriage and the symbolism with the names in the hands and all, it’s kind of a moot point isn’t it?”

“Yeah,” she replied, “I was thinking the same thing today. Let me talk to Momma about it tomorrow. I just hope the doctor will give you that letter. If not, I don’t know what we’ll do.”

“Well,” I responded, “I’m going to ask him to give me an unequivocal answer one way or the other. If he can’t, then I’ll use that as grounds to obtain it.”

“For our sakes as well as hers,” Priya noted, “I hope this all works according to plan.”

“Me too!” I said hopefully.

Leeya sat there silently looking back and forth between Priya and me as we spoke. Priya smiled at her, looked at me and said, “You two go on now. Leeya’s waiting for you, aren’t you, Sweetie?”

“Uh huh,” Leeya said with a smile.

“Okay you little minx, let’s go,” I told her as I swatted her tiny butt.

With that, she jumped up and bolted to the door. As I closed the bedroom door, I looked back at Priya and smiled. She waved me on with her hand and said, “Be gentle with her tonight, she’s really feeling vulnerable because of the baby.”

I gave Priya an understanding nod and closed the door. I entered the bedroom in time to see my little pixie shuck her nightshirt and bounce onto the bed on her knees. She giggled as she turned, then got a serious look on her face.

I sat on the bed next to her and said, “What’s the matter, Baby, you suddenly look sad?”

“I’m scared,” she revealed. “Not really scared but worried.”

“About what?” I asked.

“About Tina,” she said.

“What about her, Sweetie,” I asked.

“When you marry her,” she began, “I know you said you weren’t gonna do anything, but what will you do with her? I know I’m just a little girl, but when we got married I knew that I wanted to be with you all my life. I knew we’d do secret things and all, but ‘Tina doesn’t know any of that. She’s like a tiny baby now. Promise me you won’t sex her, please?”

“Leeya,” I explained, “It breaks my heart to have to even marry her, but to keep her here with us I have to. Otherwise, she’ll have to go back to her father and I could go to jail because I’m married to you. I think of Faatina as a daughter, like my baby girl and I wouldn’t do anything to her, it wouldn’t be right. I promise you I won’t do any secret things with her, I promise.”

Satisfied with my answer, she smiled and said, “Okay, but you can sex me, can’t you?”

“I could,” I replied, “but tonight, I’m not gonna sex you: I’m gonna make love to you. Will that do?”

“That’ll be nice.” she said with a nod. “Oops, gotta pee, be right back!”

With that, she bolted for the bathroom, her tiny honey colored butt jiggling as she moved. Leaving the door open, she giggled as I heard the tinkle as she peed. When she’d finished, she washed her hands and leapt on the bed and said, “Okay, I’m ready. Give me lots and lots of tingles and ‘gasms!”

I was sitting on the side of the bed and she crawled over and sat on my lap straddling me. She tenderly embraced me and said, “Sean, I love you so much. My heart actually hurt last night because I couldn’t be with you. I cried for a long time thinking that if you died, I couldn’t stand the pain. I missed you so much last night and I don’t ever want to lose a single day away from you again. I’ll never do anything again that will take you away from me: even for a night, I promise.”

“I love you too, Sweetheart,” I replied softly as I stroked the back of her head, “You’re a good and loving wife and I’ll always treasure your love.”

Leeya pulled back, gave me the tenderest of kisses on the lips and said, “Love me, Husband, please?”