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Island Fever 3: Matrimony - Chapter 01

[[[-IF3M-01.TXT-]]] PLEASE NOTE: The following story is a short (3 to 5 chapter) sequel to "Island Fever" and "Island Fever 2: Eternity". In order to fully understand this story and the unique situation that its cast of characters find themselves in, it is paramount that you are very familiar with "Island Fever" and "Island Fever 2: Eternity", and their plot lines. In other words, if you have not read the prior two stories in the series, please do not attempt to even bother with this. Both of those previous stories can be found on this website. I had no intention of writing another sequel, but chose to do so due to reader requests and demands. I hope you enjoy! ---------------- Island Fever 3: Matrimony Written by: JeremyDCP@hotmail.com M/F, F/F and a whole lot more ---------------- Chapter 01: "Postpartum" ** Sandvika, Norway ** "You're doing good tonight," I cooed, my voice soft and tender, as I cradled Piper - my three-week-old daughter - in my arms. "Oh wow... you're doing really good." Her breathing slow and heavy, and her expression relaxed and serene, Piper had just drifted off to sleep as I held her. She had been quite fussy for most of the day, but settled down and now had fallen asleep without much resistance. This was a milestone of sorts for me - it was the first time my newborn daughter had actually gone to sleep in my arms. It was a common occurrence for her to do so while Pamela - her mother and my beloved wife - held her, but this was a first for me. As a ...

... result, I found myself nearly ready to melt. The process of watching this tiny infant fall asleep as I cradled her was absolutely intoxicating to me. It was easy to tell that Pamela was Piper's mother because they shared some very similar characteristics. Piper had blonde hair and brown eyes just like her mother (although that hair was just a sparse covering at such an early stage of life), and the same type of gorgeous, adorable face. Piper was, simply put, a miniature version of Pamela. Quite the proud, doting father, I could not be any happier. "Wait until she is a teen-ager," a friend once warned us. Piper Michelle [Last Name], who was born into the world on November 25th at 6 pounds and 2 ounces, was my angel in life. Pamela and I had been through quite a lot of ups and downs together in the 17 months we had known each other - including the last three-and-a-half as husband and wife - but the birth of Piper was, without a doubt, the most bonding moment of our entire relationship. Piper was our little miracle. I held and kissed Pamela's hand throughout several hours of painful labor, doing whatever I could to ease and guide her along. But when the moment came and I saw my baby girl for the first time, I felt so overwhelmed that I broke down and started crying. I was happy for myself, of course, but much more thrilled for Pamela. I believe that was where the extra emotion came from. After everything Pamela had been through in her life, all of her dreams had finally come true. ...