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The Battered Lamp Seven: The Jealousy of the Witch

The Battered Lamp by mypenname3000 Chapter Seven: The Jealousy of the Witch Copyright 2014 Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Monday, January 18th – South Hill, Washington “So this is the wife?” Britney asked when she opened the door of Kyle's car. “Yeah. Aaliyah, this is my best friend, Britney.” The Genie smiled, turning around and extending her hand into the rear seats were Britney squeezed in next to Chyna. Fatima was on the other side, crushed against the door. It was tight having three people in the back seat, and Kyle's little sister didn't seem pleased about the arrangement. Britney stared at the hand for a moment, then took it. “You are the cause behind everything that has happened?” Britney asked. “I am,” she answered with a smile. Then Britney sniffed deeply, and glanced at Chyna. “Is she a wife, too?” “No. Concubine.” Kyle answered. His friend just nodded, her eyes unreadable behind her thick glasses. “And you still intend to keep dating Christy?” Kyle thought Britney was taking this very well. She was a very calm, placid girl, the type that preferred to go with the flow so long as that left her undisturbed to study. This morning, before they left for school, he had wished that everyone except Christy, Britney, and Fumi would accept Kyle's relationships with Aaliyah, Fatima, and Chyna as the most natural things in the world. He could have included those three, but he just didn't feel right messing with the minds of the two women he loved and his best ...

... friend. “I am,” Kyle answered her question. “I love Christy as much as Aaliyah.” “And me,” chirped Fatima. “Right, big bro? Or were you lying about that as I sucked your cock.” Kyle winced. He wanted to ease in Christy and Britney on the whole fucking his sister part. The rest of the world would find it acceptable, and he could only hope that his friend and girlfriend would be as understanding. It was a long shot. Britney nodded, completely nonplussed. “I had sensed it on Friday. So three loves, Kyle?” “Four!” giggled his sister. “He's sweet on this Japanese chick. They had a date on Saturday. She's so sexy!” Kyle flushed, and glanced back at his friend. “You should dump Christy,” Britney declared. “She is wrong for you. You have these other women, why do you need her?” “Have you ever been in love, Britney?” “No. I have yet to meet the right one.” He sighed, “Then how can I explain it to you?” “You have a point. But that does not change facts. Christy will break your heart.” Fatima laughed. “No she wouldn't. She's in love with Kyle.” “Yeah!” Chyna added. “She didn't have a problem with us. Master even shared me with her on Friday.” “Fine. Just be careful, Kyle. Trust me.” Kyle frowned, wandering just why Britney didn't like Christy. He liked his friend, but if she kept acting like this, there would be problems. As much as he liked Britney, he loved Christy, and he would choose his girlfriend over his best friend any day of the week. He almost asked her, but with the other women in ...