Child Brides of India

By C. Stanton Leman

Chapter 86: Surprises (MFfg, cons, rom, no sex)

After resting some and at around seven pm, Monaavi peeked in the door with a little girl hello. Surprised, we sat up and once she was inside and seated, we asked her why she was back.

“Did you forget?” she asked with a wry smile, “I’m the food supply! What’s she gonna eat tonight if I’m not here: baby formula?”

“How’d you get here?” Priya asked.

“Dad brought me in.” Monaavi informed us. “I asked the nurse on the way out and with the authorization on file, I can stay with Priya and Malina to nurse Malina on demand.”

Monaavi added with a giggle as she grasped her breasts, “Gosh, those herbs and drugs sure do the trick, I’m making enough milk to feed the entire nursery!” Just look at my shirt! It’s embarrassing because everybody knows what it’s from!”

“Where are your spots?” I teased. “I thought milk cows had black and white spots.”

“Look, Buster,” she retorted, “it looks like you’re going to be regressing back to infancy because that little stomach of hers can’t hold it all and I’m not walking around with flaming hot, rock-hard boobs all the time: you wouldn’t believe how painful it is. So brush up on your technique you big baby. Besides, you’ve gotta take care of Leeya too!”

“Geez,” I chuckled as I shook my head, “If that’s the case, why’d I spend seven hundred dollars on two breast pumps?”

“Nobody said kids were cheap,” Priya giggled.

“Neither are their mothers,” I added.

Twenty minutes later while we were talking, Malina woke hungry. Monaavi tried to help the baby latch onto Priya’s breast, but to no avail. Malina was hungry and frustrated and Priya was getting agitated when Monaavi told her, “Calm down! She can sense your mood. Newborns have a sixth sense and are highly sensitive to voice and mood changes. Here, give her to me.”

“Wuuu-aaayy” Malina cried red-faced with her fists clinched and shaking.

“There, there now, Princess,” Monaavi cooed as she undid her nursing bra “Here, here’s what you’re crying for.”

Monaavi held her breast in her hand and rubbed her nipple across the screaming infant’s lips. Malina was so agitated at first she didn’t sense the nipple at her mouth. When it registered, she shook her head back and forth several times quickly as she hungrily latched on for dear life and began slurping loudly until she calmed down.

Monaavi pulled back a little with an “Ouch! She’s worse than the pump!”

Joking I quipped, “Yeah, she’s like her Daddy.”

Priya and Monaavi laughed and Monaavi replied, “Yeah, I remember that night. I thought you were gonna take my nipple off it hurt so much!”

Looking down at her charge, Monaavi began to rock her and cooed, “That’s better, Princess. Now you’ve got what you want don’t you? Whew! Now she’s sucking comfortably.”

After ten minutes Monaavi put Malina to her other breast and we continued talking. I was pretty much a silent participant as Priya and Monaavi exchanged birthing feelings, pains and joys. After about another ten minutes or so, Malina was drooling with her mouth open and fast asleep.

Monaavi threw a receiving blanket on her shoulder, flipped her up on her shoulder and burped Malina as she talked with both breasts hanging out in the breeze. A nurse came in and saw Monaavi’s ripe “C” cup full breasts and said she’d bring back a pump for Monaavi to use.

Monaavi handed me my sleeping child and ordered, “Here, make yourself useful.”

She stood, put herself together and helped Priya start using the pump first saying, “You’re not going to have much, just some colostrum but the baby really needs it. I don’t have any, just milk. Pump: let’s see if we can get your breasts to let down.”

“It’s no use,” Priya whined.

“Stop acting like a child, Priya!” Monaavi scolded, “Anything you can give her is better than mine. Your milk is special: it’s exactly what she needs right now. Stop feeling sorry for yourself and think of your child. Now pump!”

Monaavi set the machine to pump slowly and without too much suction. After a minute, little drops started to fall into the bottle.

“See?” Monaavi encouraged. “She needs this! At her next feeding, we’ll give this to her before the milk. It’ll protect her from illness: it’s got all your antibodies in it.”

Priya was encouraged to see the bottom of the bottle slowly become covered with her gift. She calmly wept and said to Monaavi, “Thank you, Monaavi, I would have given up.”

“Breastfeeding,” Monaavi advised her, “can be a very difficult and frustrating thing, especially in the beginning. It takes patience and some perseverance to get started. You may be able to give her something and anything is better than nothing: even with Leeya and me helping out. The more you can give her, the healthier she’ll be. It’ll help shrink your uterus also and you’ll recover much quicker.”

“Now,” Monaavi added, “you’re going to pump every time Malina wakes to feed. After I give her what you’ve pumped, I’ll feed while you pump, got it?”

“Yes, Mother,” Priya quipped,

“No, you’re the mother,” Monaavi quipped back with a smile, “I’m just the cow.”

“Sean,” Priya said turning to me as she pumped, “Why don’t you go home and come back in the morning, there’s no use in you staying all night, I have Monaavi here to help me. You can stay if you want; I just think it would be easier on all of us.”

“Are you sure?” I asked.

I guess I was pouting inside like a little kid about being sent home, but she was right: I’d probably just be in the way. I remembered back when Mom slapped me and thought, This is one of those times when you have to trust those you love.

“Okay,” I replied. “Want me to bring you cows anything from home?”

“Yeah,” Monaavi chuckled, “a clean blouse and a nursing bra. Grab me a clean veil while you’re at it.”

“Priya?” I added, “Need anything?”

“A new pussy,” Priya jokingly giggled, “This one hurts.”

Monaavi and I startled the baby with our outburst of laughter. Just then the nurse came in to check on how the pumping was going. I asked her, “When will they let Mom and baby go home?”

“If not tomorrow afternoon,” the nurse answered, “then Sunday morning. I think the pediatrician will give the baby her discharge physical sometime tomorrow after her hearing test and shots.”

After the nurse made her observations, she left. I told them I’d arrive about nine am with the mindset on bringing them home tomorrow. I kissed my wives and newborn daughter goodnight and headed for home.

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After I left for home, I found out by a phone call from Priya that night what happened next…

Knock knock.

“Come in,” Priya answered.

“Hi,” Miko asked, “I’m not intruding am I?”

“Oh no,” Priya replied, “come in, have a seat. What brings you here? I thought you were a delivery nurse?”

“I am,” Miko confirmed. “My shift starts in about an hour and I just wanted to see how you were doing and…”

“And?” Monaavi asked with a wry grin.

“Well,” Miko halted, “I was curious and I wanted to talk to you about…”

Having an inkling where this conversation was headed, Priya finished Miko’s sentence with, “You wanted to know more about our lifestyle, right?”

Miko blushed with a shy smile, looked down and nodded silently.

Monaavi and Priya gave each other a curious smile. Monaavi craned her head down and to the side to look at Miko as she looked at her lap and asked, “Why are you interested?”

“Well…” Miko halted again, “I was, I mean I’m ah, oh shoot! This is so hard! I had everything worked out in my mind before I got here and now I’m just a mish-mash of nerves.”

Miko started to rise to leave saying, “I’d better go. This was a stupid, crazy thing to do and now I’ve made a fool of myself.”

“No wait!” Monaavi said as she pulled her back to her seat, “You’re here, so let’s talk.”

Priya smiled at Monaavi and Priya pressed further, “I think we get the picture. If you’re too shy to start, just nod if we hit the nail on the head, okay?”

Miko, still blushing nodded.

“Let’s start first by being mature women,” Monaavi said. “Please look at us. If you are really interested in talking about this and some of the feelings you’re having, you need to be honest and discuss it maturely, don’t you agree?”

With a composing sigh, Miko lifted her head, looked at Priya and Monaavi and answered, “You’re right. But it’s hard for me to come right out and say what I really want to say.”

“Well,” Priya said as she smiled at her reassuringly, “let’s start with the obvious question: you’re very attracted to Sean, right?”

Miko blushed profusely and nodded her answer and finally blurted out, “I feel ashamed to come in here and admit this but I am. Very.”

“But why reveal this now?” Monaavi asked. “I mean, what is it you’re really interested in besides a physical attraction to our husband? You could have kept silent and we’d have been gone in a day or two.”

“Your lifestyle,” Miko replied. “I was just wondering if…”

“If there might be room in our family for one more wife?” Priya finished for her. “Is this where you’d like this discussion to lead?”

Miko started to silently cry and nodded yes.

“Why us?” Priya asked. “Why would you want to join a family relationship like ours? You’re a very pretty woman; surely you can find a man who’d love only you completely.”

Miko was going to answer but waited when Monaavi rose, went to the bathroom and returned with a warm facecloth for Miko. Wiping her face Miko revealed that she grew up in a typically traditional Asian family where affection and love was more tacitly understood than openly expressed. As a result, she and her sister were never very close. Her relationship with her mother was strained because of her mother’s cultural reluctance to discuss intimate issues with her as she got older: even about puberty issues and her father held his children at arm’s length. Even though she knew she was loved, there were no open expressions of affection.

When she finished college and began working, she was swept off her feet, became involved with an intern and they had an intense intimate relationship for a half year after which, he dumped her for another intern five years ago saying he needed more than she was willing to give. She’s been celibate ever since. Miko revealed that her heart was so wounded by the break-up that she hasn’t had the courage to try again.

Monaavi said crassly, “Bastards! I’ve seen it a hundred times! A girl gives her innocence and heart to a guy and he uses her until he wants someone different and leaves her: broken and hurt.”

“My father has disowned me,” Miko tearfully revealed. “He said I’ve dishonored my family and that I’m a whore.

“I have no support system to fall back on,” Miko added. “My mother and sister followed my father. My friends here are pretty much insensitive telling me to get over it and move on. I just feel so vulnerable and hurt I don’t talk about my personal life anymore.”

“But why us?” Priya asked again. “What is it about our relationship that appeals enough to you to even approach us? I mean, why do you think that you’d even want to be in a relationship like ours?”

“Love,” Miko said plainly. “I see the love all of you have for Sean and he expresses back to his wives, all of the selfless love you have and express for him and each other. I saw it when Monaavi delivered years ago and the thought has never left my mind. It’s like you all support, love and care for each other in a way that’s so endearing, people notice that: at least I did. This feeling I have inside, what I saw again today in the delivery room has given me the hope that for the first time in five years, I might be able to find love again. The younger one, what’s her name, Leeya?”

“Uh huh,” Monaavi nodded.

“She gave it away, for me at least” Miko revealed. ”The way she looks at Sean is with pure, unadulterated love. I almost burst into tears watching her because I burn so deeply inside to love someone like that. And when she was feeding the baby yesterday, just what she went through to do such a selfless thing is very heart moving. I have so much love to give and no one to share it with and I feel I could give it to all of you safely if given a chance. I know your situation is unique but is a loving one: of that I’m certain.”

Miko was now openly crying and Monaavi enfolded her in her arms, rocking her and trying to calm her down. Once Miko was somewhat composed, Monaavi released her and held her hand. Miko wiped her face again and said with broken confidence, “Crazy isn’t it? I mean it was stupid and presumptuous to even think I could expect any of you to consider it. I mean, a stranger walks in and says, ‘Hey, let me be one of your wives!’”

“Look, Miko,” Priya said, “you’re a very observant, intelligent person and have pretty much deduced everything. What you don’t know is the mechanics. Yes, we’re all as close as a heartbeat and as such, we discuss and consider everything that affects our family together. There is a hierarchy to our family structure that’s strictly followed. I am Sean’s first wife and as such, am the ‘family matriarch’ so to speak and Leeya and Monaavi defer to me. Leeya, although the youngest, is second wife and Monaavi the oldest, is third wife and she defers to Leeya. We have a very unique sisterhood that binds our children and us by marriage and by blood. My children are theirs and theirs are mine and we share an intimate relationship with the same man: in essence, we are all married to each other.”

“When did all of you marry?” Miko asked, “I mean, at what ages?”

“You need to understand a few things,” Priya qualified, “we are Muslim and from India: two totally different cultures than you’re used to. Those two facts made it possible for Leeya and me to marry as very young girls in a polygamorous relationship: me at eleven, Leeya at five and Monaavi at twenty-three. Now, I’m seventeen, Leeya’s eleven and Monaavi is twenty-nine. How old are you?”

“Leeya married Sean when she was five? Gosh! Oh sorry, I’m twenty-six,” Miko answered, “but I’m a Christian: a Baptist.”

“Yes,” Priya revealed, “Leeya’s a special person. She’s like a thirty year-old woman in the body of a child. Funny, but Sean’s parents are Baptist too.”

“Let me ask you a point blank question,” Monaavi said, “Do you think you’re in love with Sean?”

“No, I’m not in love with him: I have a very strong attraction to him,” Miko admitted, “but I know in my heart that if I let myself go, I could be.”

“Why could you let yourself go with him?” Priya asked.

“Because,” Miko replied, “I can see he has a great capacity to love and he’s a very sensitive person, especially with his wives and children. I would be totally devoted and committed to him and all of you if I had the chance.”

“If you don’t mind my asking, are you Japanese or Chinese?” Monaavi asked.

“I’m Japanese,” Miko answered. “My full name is Miko Ozawa. I was born and raised in Osaka and came here with my father and have been here since starting high school. I’m now an American citizen.”

“I have to leave in a few minutes, my shift will start soon,” Miko said as she looked at her watch.

“What,” Priya asked pointedly, “do you want to do now? By that I mean, what did you hope to accomplish by coming here tonight?”

“To explore the possibility,” Miko answered, “and see if we could explore this further. I don’t know if it’s even possible, I just thought that if I really was serious about this, that I’d only get an answer if I spoke up and approached you with my interest.”

Monaavi reached in her purse and withdrew her palm pilot and asked Miko, “Give me all your personal information: your cell number, home and work numbers and Sean, Priya or I will give you a call. What time does your shift end?”

“I’m supposed to get off at eight-thirty tomorrow morning,” Miko replied, “But that’s if I’m not in the middle of a delivery.”

After entering Miko’s information into her Palm, Monaavi held her for several minutes and Priya encouraged her by saying, “It took a lot of courage for you to come in here and speak your heart. Before you leave, I’ll tell you what we are going to do. First, I’ll call Sean and give him a detailed, word-for-word account of our conversation and find out how he feels. When I get home, we’ll discuss this in further detail as a family. I can’t promise you anything except that if we consider this, and I do mean if, we’ll probably have you out to our home to spend some time with us to get to know each other better. That’s about all I can say at this point. If for whatever reason anyone in the family votes no, then that’s the end of it, understand?”

“I understand,” Miko responded. “I can’t ask for more than that. My suspicions about all of you were right: I knew that you’d be understanding and help me express what has been so painfully difficult for me to say without judgment. I’d better go: I’ve got a pre-shift briefing.”

“If you can,” Priya said in closing, “come by in the morning after you get off, okay?”

“Okay,” Miko said shyly with a smile, “I’ll do that.”

Monaavi rose with Miko and Priya said as Miko turned to leave, “Miko?”

“Yes?” Miko answered.

“Don’t worry, Sweetie,” Priya reassured with a smile. “If it’s meant to be, it will come to pass, do you believe that?”

“I do,” Miko said with a soft smile. “Thank you for talking with me. I’ll see you in the morning. Goodnight and again, congratulations on the birth of your daughter, Priya. Goodnight, Monaavi.”

“Sayonara, Miko,” Priya said as she smiled and bowed her head.

“Domo arigato, sayonara,” Miko replied with a reverent bow and a Mona Lisa smile.

Monaavi walked Miko to the door and she left silently. Monaavi came back, sat down with her hands on her knees and said with raised eyebrows, “Well, isn’t the world full of surprises?”

Priya looked down studiously in silence for a moment, looked up and said, “I suspected we’d hear from her.”

“Why?” Monaavi asked surprised. “How, how’d you know she’d be interested in us?”

“She asked to be assigned to me and by the way she reacted to Leeya,” Priya revealed, “she was too accepting. Her gesture of overlooking Leeya nursing was her way of saying she was interested, that our secret was safe with her, giving her the opening she needed to approach us.”

“Gosh,” Monaavi replied, “I was so caught up with the baby I didn’t pick up on it.”

“How do you feel, Monaavi?” Priya asked pointedly.

“She’s such a sweet girl,” Monaavi observed, “and she acts a lot like me when I was struggling with my feelings. She’s quiet, not like American women, and she’s very sensitive. She must already have the mindset to be a part of a relationship like ours otherwise she wouldn’t have even approached us. I think she believes that if this could come to pass, she’d gain not only a loving husband but also a loving support system to replace her family. I think she could fit in. I know that I could come to love her. I just worry about her not being Muslim: could she accept our life and habits? Even though she’s a Christian, she’d have to wear a veil and adhere to our customs. I think Leeya would be able to accept her, what do you think?”

“I worry about a couple of things,” Priya pointed out. “Leeya might not be as accepting as you think. Miko is twenty-six and I’m sure she wants to have a child. Leeya’s eleven: who do you think would be next to get pregnant if Miko joined us? That could be a real sore spot with Leeya to sit back and watch the new wife bear Sean’s next child. On top of that, Miko is a very pretty woman physically: she’s tiny, small figured and exotically sensual looking. Leeya’s also sensitive about her own physical attractiveness.”

“Oops,” Monaavi replied, “That didn’t occur to me. My brain must be in my tits today.”

“Another thing,” Priya added, “if you remember, Sean said he wouldn’t seek another wife. I don’t know how receptive Sean would be to her overture. If it happened, it would probably have to be at our urging and for that we’d need Leeya’s approval. I think Miko would have to give Leeya assurance that she’d wait until Leeya had her first child to get pregnant herself. I agree that Miko has the temperament and probably the mindset to be one of us and she’d make a nice addition to our family but I think Sean would need a nudge from us. If we got Leeya on board, the next hurdle would be convincing Sean to get to know her.”

Thinking out loud, Priya continued, “Having four wives would be pushing things, I mean as far as intimacy goes, I’m not sure how things would work. If we were to start with four wives and one family night, that’s five days leaving two days open. That means that two of us would get a second night apiece and two sitting out in rotation: this could get very confusing!”

“Well,” Monaavi asked Priya, “what do we do now?”

“The only thing we can do,” Priya responded, “call Sean.”

Monaavi handed Priya her cell. Priya flipped open the phone, looked at Monaavi, sighed and hit the speed dial.

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“Hello, Mommy! Did I tell you how much I love you?” I said as I answered the call.

“Hi, Sweetheart, and I love you so much more!” Priya answered. “Is Leeya still up?”

“Yeah, Leeya’s pumping right now as we speak.” I replied. “What’s up?”

“When she’s finished, the two of you go to the study and call me back. It’s private, Sean, okay?”

“What is it, Priya?” I asked concerned.

“I’ll tell you, just wait and call me when Leeya’s finished okay?”

“Okay, if you say so,” I replied resigned. “I’ll call you in about ten minutes. Love you.”

“Love you more,” Priya answered. “Bye” Click.

About fifteen minutes later, I called Priya back on Monaavi’s cell from the study. Leeya and I sat in anticipation as I put the phone on speaker and heard the phone ringing.

Priya picked up on the third ring with “Hi, Sweetie, Leeya finished?”

“Yes I’m finished,” Leeya answered.

“Are you both sitting down,” Priya asked.

“Come on, Priya,” I asked impatiently, “What’s going on?”

“Alright, here goes,” Priya began. “Miko stopped in for a while after you left.”

“She did?” I asked. “What, just to say hi or was there more to it than that?”

“How’d you guess?” Priya asked in return surprised.

“Because of her earlier curiosity that’s why,” I answered suspiciously. “Is that it?”

“Uh huh,” Priya confirmed, “she revealed that she’s had the hots for you since Monaavi delivered and is very curious about our familial arrangement.”

“I see,” I replied a little stunned. “And I suppose she wants to know if our family is open to expansion, is that it?”

“Pretty much,” Priya confirmed. “She was very emotional and we pretty much had to pull it out of her because of her shyness and apprehension. Monaavi and I believe what she feels is genuine and she’s hopeful that we might want to get to know her and give her a chance to get to know us. She’s not expecting anything right now, just the chance for things to possibly happen.”

Priya went into detail about all the facts Miko had revealed about herself and her family and the discussion her and Monaavi had with Miko.

I asked Leeya, “How do you feel about this, about her?”

“I like her,” Leeya answered, “and she allowed me to feed Malina even though it was against the rules. She didn’t judge me because I was married and eleven either. Does she hope that she can marry Sean?”

“Hopefully,” Priya confirmed. “That and I think she likes the loving sisterhood we share and would like to be a part of that.

“And I guess she wants a baby too right?” Leeya asked.

“I don’t know, Leeya,” Priya admitted. “We didn’t even discuss having kids. She just wants the opportunity to see if we can be a match.”

“We’ve been a family for so long,” Leeya said, “that I never thought about another sister. I just worry that my waiting time to be a mother will be even harder to bear if I see someone else have Sean’s next child: it’s my turn! It’s my right!”

“Leeya,” Priya asked, “if Miko was to become one of us, and she gave you the assurance that you’d be the next mother in the family, is that your only reservation about her or is there something else?”

“No,” Leeya answered, “if she deferred to me and my right is respected and my time will be next, I think I could accept her as a sister. She seems gentle, caring and considerate but I’d have to get to know her better to be certain.”

“Sean,” Priya asked tentatively, “and you? How do you feel about possibly marrying her and including her in our family?”

“I don’t know, Priya,” I responded honestly. “She seems to be our type but I never considered taking another wife. Do you and Monaavi want to pursue this?”

“Yes,” Priya answered, “we do. Monaavi and I believe that she would add, not take away from our family and she said she’d be totally committed and devoted to you and her sister wives. What would it hurt, Sean to get to know her and let her see how we live?”

“It’s just a shock, Priya,” I answered. “We just had a child today and now, I get a call about possibly gaining a wife: a little much don’t you think?”

“It seems,” Priya noted, “that all your wives are in agreement under certain circumstances to proceed. Think about it with an open mind and decide. You know we’re with you either way.”

Just then, we heard Malina wake and cry to be fed. “Leeya?” we heard Monaavi holler jokingly, “Get your little titties over here and feed this baby!”

“I’m dry,” Leeya confessed. “I just finished pumping: I got an ounce and a half.”

“Good girl!” Monaavi complimented. “Keep up the good work!”

“Priya?” I asked, “Do you really believe this could be a good thing?”

“She’s has a lot of love to give, Sean,” Priya replied, “and she’s been hurt really bad. She’s twenty-six and not a virgin; her family had disowned her as a whore because she’s had premarital sex. If we accepted her, she’d pour her heart out, Sean.”

“I guess I’m not gonna get any peace until I cave, right?” I asked jokingly. “I know you girls are just trying to kill me and collect the insurance, right?”

“Of course not, silly,” Priya giggled. “You forget we’ve got a blank check: that’s worth a lot more than the insurance!”

“Yeah right,” I quipped. “You always were the smart one!”

“Look at the bright side,” Priya replied, “your father would be ecstatic: she’s legal, your dance card would be filled and your harem complete!”

“Yeah,” I chided, “and my dick will probably fall off.”

“Never happen,” Priya assured. “Besides, you’ve got to knock up the tiny titty nursing harlot yet.”

“Yeah,” Leeya agreed, “make me pregnant before it falls off!”

“Selfish harlot!” I retorted.

“Horny letch,” she quipped back.

“Alright, Priya,” I resigned. “Tell her we’ll invite her over once you’re home and settled, alright?”

“Thank you, Sean,” Priya answered, “But if you get here by eight, you can tell her yourself; she’s stopping in after her shift. You won’t be disappointed, I promise.”

“Goodnight, Mommy, goodnight, Cow,” I said in closing. “I love you both!”

“We love you more, bye now (moo in the background),” Priya replied. Click.

“Well, Snot,” I said to Leeya after hanging up, “tell me exactly what you’re thinking. How do you feel about all this?”

Leeya climbed on my lap and laid her head on my shoulder then answered quietly, “Like I said, my heart couldn’t bear seeing someone new bear you a child; it would just break my heart! If Monaavi or Priya get pregnant in the next couple of years, that’s one thing but someone new, I just couldn’t take it. As a person, I think Miko is a gentle, kind and caring person. I kinda get the same feeling about her I had when I first met Monaavi but like I said, I’ve got to get to know her better to be sure.”

“So,” I said wanting to make sure, “if she and I spent time together and we did eventually marry you wouldn’t have a problem with that?”

“No,” Leeya replied as she shook her head against my shoulder. “Not as long as my rights as your wife are respected and deferred to and you keep your promise to me.”

“No matter what happens,” I assured her as I kissed her neck, “my promise will never be broken. I’d never do that to you.”

“What other observations do you have?” I asked.

“She’s very pretty,” Leeya noted with a giggle, “and she’s tiny: just like you like your women. I think if you gave her a closer look, she’d get your letch up.”

I playfully swatted her thigh and quipped, “You’re a very naughty girl!”

“Yeah,” she giggled, “but you made me that way.”

“I confess,” I conceded, “I’m a horny letch.”

“Like Priya said,” Leeya replied, “what can it hurt to see how it goes?”

“None I guess,” I answered. “Let’s get some sleep, I’ve got to be at the hospital by eight so we’ll have to rise early and say prayers.”

“Okay” Leeya answered, “but you have to seal your promise and lick my fuzzy pussy and give me a good gasm, deal?”

“Deal!” I said with a slap on her butt.

As we were climbing the stairs I told her, “But you’re gonna have to de-fuzz that little clam soon.”

“Alright,” she conceded, “just a few hairs more, okay?”

“Okay.” I replied.

Needless to say, I ate her fuzzy pussy real good and gave her three good gasms! In return, Leeya gave me an excellent “almost” deepthroat blowjob: a fair exchange I’d say.

Leeya and I awoke at five-thirty, showered, said prayers and after finishing breakfast I was ready to leave at seven. I valet parked at the hospital and arrived at Priya’s room at seven-forty.

Monaavi had just finished feeding Malina when I arrived and Priya was eating breakfast. She made an ugly face and remarked, “Boy, Daddy was right, this stuff tastes terrible!”

“I think the idea is,” I replied, “for you to get better and get out of here.”

“Yeah,” Monaavi put in with a chuckle, “if they don’t kill you first.”

The nurse came in and took Priya’s vitals telling her the doctor would be in to see her between nine and ten. She also said that she and Malina would probably be able to go home today, which was good news. With my arrival, Monaavi changed her blouse and veil then went upstairs to the cafeteria to get something to eat.

Monaavi returned about eight and sat to eat when there was a knock on the door. Priya responded with, “Come in.”

We heard from the door, “Priya, it’s me, Miko. May I come in?”

“Yes, Miko,” Priya answered.

Miko entered the door saying “Thank yo----“

She halted in mid-word when she saw me and stuttered, “I-I-I’ll come back.”

“It’s okay, come in, Miko,” I said softly with a smile.

Miko entered passively with shoulders forward and head down submissively. I patted the couch next to me and she demurely smiled, nodded and moved to sit down with about two feet between us.

Being overly polite, Miko said, “I can come back if it’s more convenient.”

Turning a little to face her I replied, “Don’t be frightened, I won’t bite you.”

Priya giggled and teased, “Not yet at least.”

Monaavi about choked on her eggs and Miko blushed a bright pink.

Shaking my head I tried to alleviate Miko’s embarrassment by saying, “Excuse her, please, she’s delirious from childbirth and you’ll find that each of my wives has a naughty streak in them.”

Miko respectfully nodded with a slight bow.

Leaning on my elbows I said, “Look, Miko, this isn’t easy for any of us so I’ll just plow ahead. If I offend you or you want to say something, just butt in, okay?”

“Yes sir,” she replied.

“It’s Sean. No ‘sir’ stuff, alright?” I said with a smile. “If we’re going to get to know each other, we do it as equals. If you have something to say or ask, speak up, fair enough?”

“Fair enough,” she answered.

I started by saying, “Priya told me in detail about your visit last might (Miko blushes) but I want to hear from you exactly what you hope will come out of your meeting last night.”

Miko halted and asked, “Didn’t she tell you?”

“She told me,” I replied, “but I want to hear it from you. If this is what you think you want, if this is a lifestyle you believe you’d like to participate in, then you shouldn’t be shy about expressing what you want.”

Miko covered her mouth with her hand to hide her quivering lip and started to cry. I handed her my hanky and she covered her face. With a big sniffle, she composed herself and looked at me like a frightened bird. She swallowed hard and began with, “It’s very hard for me to express my private feelings because growing up I was never really taught how.”

Miko wiped her eyes and continued, “I’m embarrassed to say what makes this so much more difficult is the fact that I am so attracted to you.”

“There,” I said with a soft smile, “that didn’t kill you to say, did it? I didn’t jump your bones (she giggles) or the sky didn’t fall did it?”

“No, Sean,” she blushed. “It didn’t.”

“Take your time,” I encouraged, “and tell me what you told Priya and Monaavi last night. I know what it means to be frightened and afraid of rejection.”

“How could you?” Miko asked shaking her head in disbelief, “You’re so handsome, you could have any woman you want.”

“Ask Priya,” I chuckled, “I was a babbling idiot when I proposed to Monaavi I was so afraid she would reject me.”

“Really?” she asked in disbelief.

“Really!” Priya giggled. “He wasn’t an idiot, he was a total retard!”

“Ouch!” I said.

“I thought it was cute,” Monaavi came to my rescue.

“Now,” I said returning to the topic at hand, “just tell me.”

Miko got such a pained look on her face and broke down sobbing and cried, “He took my innocence and threw me away like I was a tramp! I so want to tell you but I’m scared to death that because you know I’m not a virgin, you’ll turn me away!”

I looked at Priya then Monaavi and they were both nodded for me to console her so I slid over and enfolded her in my arms saying, “Look, Miko. You’re still judging yourself by your father’s values. You made a mistake: a very painful and tragic mistake but you’re still worth loving and you’re not a tramp or a whore or whatever euphemism you choose to use. You not being a virgin doesn’t mean a thing to me. What matters most to me and my wives, is who you are now and what you can give us in return for accepting you. Now, like I said before, we’re equals.”

I broke the hug and looked her in the eyes and said, “My mother told me that the best blessings in life God places just beyond your reach. If you want it, it takes a leap of faith to get it. She also said that the best opportunities in life are easily recognized once they’re lost.”

I continued, “You’re a twenty-six year old woman and not a virgin: so what? In a way, your friends are right: you need to move on but to do that you have to trust again. You’ve painfully learned that trust, like your innocence is a very precious gift. You’ve also learned to be careful about giving that trust blindly. Our life is built on trust: there are eight lives in our family at stake. To us, it’s sacred. No one in this room will ever make fun of you, criticize you or humiliate you for trusting us with your feelings. So I’ll ask you one last time, what do you want — in your heart of hearts — and tell me what you’ll give to get it.”

With tears streaming down her face from her big black almond eyes, Miko looked at me and answered, “I see what your wives have and feel for you. I saw the pure undying love in your youngest wife’s eyes, I see the love you show all of them and I want that too, more than anything else in the world. I’ve dreamt about it, fantasized about it and pined for it for five years. When I saw you and your family again, that love seemed to be even greater now and I just had to speak to Priya about it. I can’t go through life any longer with this hole in my heart. It’s just too painful! If you can instill that kind of love in such a young girl’s heart, I know that I’d be safe with you.”

Miko blew her nose and continued, “I know in my heart I could give my heart completely to you and I so want to be a part of the sisterhood Priya talked about last night. I want to share in the happiness all of you have and I’ll withhold nothing to have it: even if it means giving up my career!”

“There!” I answered to extol her. “You said it. See, no one’s laughing or ridiculing you. Yesterday, I admitted to you something I could go to prison for. I trusted you first. As I said, there’s nothing dearer to us than trust. You’ve trusted us with your feelings and desires and I’ll tell you, you’d never ever have to give up your career to be loved by us!”

Sitting back and smiling at her as I wiped a tear from her cheek with my thumb I said, “All of my wives think you’d be an asset to our family and want to get to know you better as I’m sure you’d like to know us better and see how our family works. As for me, we’ll just have to play it by ear and see if the fires of love can kindle. Let us get Malina home and settled and in about two weeks, I’ll call you to set up a time for you to come out and spend some time with us. How’s that sound?”

Miko broke down crying again and whispered, “Domo. Domo arigato.”

Rubbing her back, she kind of melted into my hand and I asked her, “See what a leap of faith will get you?”

“Here,” I added as I pulled out my wallet, “here’s my business card. If you’d like to talk, give me a call. If I’m not changing a shitty diaper (She gives a sniffled giggle) or relieving my cow’s engorged breasts (almost a laugh), we can talk. Now, can you forgive yourself and be happy again?”

Wiping her eyes with her hands, Miko looked up, smiled and answered, “Only when I’ve become a part of something bigger than myself. I’ll always be afraid until my dream comes true.”

“Time will tell,” I replied.

“Thank you, Sean, Priya and Monaavi,” Miko offered. “You’ve been most kind. You’re sure I can call, I mean your wives won’t be jealous?”

We laughed at her comment and I jokingly replied, “You want to join a polygamorous marriage and ask if they’ll be jealous? See the irony in that? They’ve practically given you permission to jump my bones.”

Miko blushed, nodded and agreed, “Yeah, I guess it was kinda silly of me, wasn’t it?”

“Seriously though,” I stated, “there is, as far as my wives are concerned, only one condition you need to be aware of before we go any further.”

Looking at us apprehensively she asked, “What’s that?”

Priya came into the conversation and explained about Leeya’s desire to be a mother and the promises we’d made that her time was next, excluding Priya or Monaavi becoming pregnant again. Priya then asked her about children.

Miko blushed and replied, “If I understand Priya’s explanation last night and this comes to fruition, I would be fourth wife and have to defer to my other sister’s rights, correct?

We all nodded.

“Then my place would be set,” Miko bowed, “and I’d accept my position with open arms. My only desire is to have a child. If I can have more, I’d treasure that in my heart.”

“I told you, Sean,” Priya stated, “I told you she’d be a jewel.”

“Okay, Miko,” I finished, “it looks like we’re about to begin a courtship: you and me and also you and my wives. A little advice: just be yourself. Let us see how you feel. You have no one to impress, you’re safe with us.”

Nodding Miko replied, “I know I’ll be safe. I’d better go, Dr. Simpson will be making rounds soon and I’d like to protect your privacy.”

“You’re very kind, Miko,” I answered. “Like I said, if you want to talk before I get a chance to call you, feel free: anytime day or night, okay?”

“Thank you, Sean,” she responded with a smile.

When she rose to leave I started to stand but she said, “No, no. That’s quite all right. Goodbye for now.”

“Goodbye, Miko,” I replied with a soft tone and a smile.

As Miko stepped to the door, she turned and bowed. Priya lovingly said, “Sayonara, Miko.”

Miko blushed, bowed again and answered, “Domo, sayonara, Priya, Monaavi and… Sean”

With that she turned and left.