Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 04 - Sex Stories

Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 04

... Piper any more than they already had. We still had the funeral to attend, obviously, and it would be difficult. Outside of the extreme moments, however, Lindsay was intent on seeing that the two infants saw nothing but positive energy and emotions. "Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O," Lindsay chirped, starting a new song. "And on that farm he had some chickens, E-I-E-I-O. With a _bawk, bawk_ here, and a _bawk, bawk_ there, here a _bawk_, there a _bawk_, everywhere a _bawk, bawk_, Old MacDonald had a farm... E-I-E-I-O." "I think we're all ready to go," Trish announced as she stepped into the den, Devon and Scarlett close behind her. "The visitation starts in three hours; I want to be early." "Where is Pamela and Amy?" Kristanna wondered. "They are finishing changing Piper as we speak," Devon said. "Should be out here with us any second." "There's my little princess!" Kristanna swooned seconds later as indeed, Pamela appeared with Piper cradled in her arms. Kristanna reached out and tickled Piper's cheek with a single fingertip. "Hi there, honey! Hi!" Smiling, Amy appeared from behind Pamela and immediately hugged Trish. The next 36 hours were a real trial for me. For us. I am a very protective person - always have been - and am not afraid to go to whatever lengths are necessary to ease the pain or any anxiety of a loved one, or put an end to it altogether. That statement multiples ten-fold when any of my six precious wives, or Scarlett, are involved. I would do anything I ...

... could to protect them, and shield them from any and all harm. Even if it meant sacrificing my own life. Yet again, I felt powerless; unable to help Trish and make her feel any better and in more comfort. We spent five hours at what was a three hour visitation at the funeral home for her father - arriving an hour early, and leaving an hour late. Hundreds of people, friends and family alike, stopped by to offer their well wishes and words of condolence for the family. Not only was Trish there with her mother and sisters, but her grandparents - John's parents themselves - were both in attendance as well. There were lots of tears and even some happy smiles, but they centered upon memories of John, and not the actual occasion itself. Kristanna, who always seemed to have a finger on my inner pulse, could easily sense my frustration. She knew that I wanted to take Trish's pain away, but it was impossible for me to do so. Kristanna was the one who actually encouraged me; she told me to stay the course, and lend Trish whatever support and love I could. Kristanna would do the same. She was also well aware that I was still worried about Amy. I treated the entire group - the girls (and babies), as well as Trish's family including her grandparents - to dinner at _Turtle Jack's_ afterward, a fancy restaurant just outside of Toronto that both Christie and Melissa suggested. Trish said she enjoyed the food there as well, but obviously had not been there in a couple of years. The menu was huge, ...