Chapter 15

“It is better to offer no excuse than a bad one.”
― George Washington

“Imagination is everything. It is the preview of life’s coming attractions.”
― Albert Einstein

“If everybody minded their own business, the world would go around a great deal faster than it does.”
― Lewis Caroll, Alice in Wonderland

Three months later...
The Leland Residence
Lakewood Village, TX (near Dallas-Fort Worth)

“Do you, Dan, take these women, Freydís and Sía, to be your lawfully wedded wives, to have and to hold from this day forward, to love, cherish, and protect, for better or for worse, for rich or for poor, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?” Trudy, now an ordained minister with one of those interfaith organizations, asked Dan.

The Magistrate smiled as he exchanged vows with his chosen brides from Iceland. Freydís and Sía, of course, were very pleased to marry the even more desirable Dan Leland, now that he was the Magistrate. Not everyone knew this. The names of the Magistrates weren’t known to the general public as of yet, but who cared? He had the power, locally speaking, and he had a substantial salary, far more than he made selling weed. It was even more of a contrast to his old high school teacher’s salary, but sometimes it paid to have the right connections.

As for Dan, he was resolved to prove that he deserved to hold his new office, as he showed by making it much easier for ordained clergy from a variety of churches to perform weddings without too much scrutiny. It wasn’t the State’s business what dogmas a sect taught or didn’t teach, after all. He wore at least semi-formal clothing for once, as this was a combination wedding. David, Sasha, Trudy, Jeremy, Alycen, Les, Joanna, and Brandy would all tie the knot later, no doubt of that. For that matter, Duane was set to marry his Icelandic brides and be a co-husband to him that same evening.

“I do,” he simply answered with a saucy grin on his face.

“Do you, Freydís and Sía, take this man, Dan, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, to love, honor, and obey, for better or for worse, for rich or for poor, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?” Trudy turned to the cousins.

“I do!” they said in unison, even as they knew what would soon follow.

“Then, by the power vested in me by my church and by the Magistrate, I now pronounce you man and wives. You may kiss your brides,” Trudy announced the nuptials, beaming with pride at this particular rite.

Dan enthusiastically kissed both ladies, and signed the marriage license with them, after which they posed for photographs as the happy throuple. They also posed with Duane, as he was intimate with all of them by now. They knew that the ceremonies were far from done, especially Trudy, who functioned as mistress of ceremonies for now. He gladly and proudly had his hands on their buttocks, rubbing them through their clothes.

They were also quite pleased that they were pregnant, and both babies were likely to be Dan’s. That was as it should be. He was still fertile, unlike an unfortunately growing number of men who were sterile these days. They were luckier than others, of course, though perhaps this was Nature’s way of bleaching the genepool a bit.

“Now, time for my ladies to wed each other,” Dan told Truly, who beamed at such a prospect.

“Ready or not, cousin, here we come!” Freydís punned as she teased Sía, the Icelandic girls being both quite eager to marry each other.

“Do you, Freydís, take this woman, Sia, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, to love, cherish, and protect, for better or for worse, for rich or for poor, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?” Trudy inquired of Freydis now.

“I do,” Freydis glowed as she swore to be with her cousin for life.

“Do you, Sia, take this woman, Freydis, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, to love, cherish, and protect, for better or for worse, for rich or for poor, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?” Trudy probed Sia next.

“I do,” Sia beamed for her part, quite thrilled to be at last able to do this.

“Then, by the power vested in me by my church and by the Magistrate, I now pronounce you woman and wife. You may each kiss your bride,” Trudy adapted the pronouncement to fit a Sapphic union in this case.

There was the same kind of fanfare, both ladies making out in front of everyone and posing happily for the cameras. They insisted that Dan be present with them, of course, as well as Duane, not wishing to exclude him. He was nervous, if still exultant, at his inclusion in this new kind of marriage, the stuff of seriously graphic fantasies in his past. People liked to speak of the effects of porn, but like many young fellows, porn could often be too tame to keep up with his own raunchfest of an imagination. It was a veritable Sodom and Gomorrah inside his own head.

“Now time for Duane to take these ladies to wife,” Trudy presented the opportunity to the pimply adolescent, who admittedly was still a bit stunned at times at his good fortune.

His mother looked on with a wide mix of emotions, still unable to comprehend that her son was engaged to two newlywed women and intimate with a guy. He wasn’t just any guy, either. He was the local Magistrate, and he looked like a serious, manly motherfucker to boot. “Dan the Man” was an expression that came to mind as Lauren Campari sat there with her daughter, Carly, Duane’s fourteen-year old little sister. Duane was seventeen now himself, and he had to admit to himself that Carly was kinda cute these days. Then again, so was his mother.

“Wait, can we ... join them?” Lauren blurted without realizing what she just said for a second.

When Truly, Duane, Dan, Freydis, and Sia all looked at them, Lauren blushed as much as her fine, Mediterranean tan allowed. She was the granddaughter of immigrants from Treviso in Lombardy, after all. Carly blushed as well, but licked her lips at even the notion of sharing her elder brother’s bed, let alone big, beefy Dan. Both of them were also quite attracted to the Icelandic ladies, even if they envied them a bit. It would be great to keep the family unit together, well after Duane quite legally seceded from his mother’s house.

“You wish to ... marry Duane ... and who else?” Trudy asked for clarification, being a career trial lawyer and jurist.

“Yes ... I wish to marry Duane ... and Dan ... and the ladies ... and ... Carly,” Lauren confessed this part with considerable embarrassment about her physical attraction to her own daughter.

“The feeling is mutual, Mom. I’ve seen your pussy and ass more than once, not to mention your tits. I would love to kiss those sweet lips of yours, too,” Duane waxed a bit more eloquent now.

“What ... what Duane said,” Carly felt highly embarrassed, but she knew that it was true.

Her mother was a helluva cougar, after all. Carly knew it. Duane knew it. Dan knew it. The ladies clearly knew it, judging by the way that they appraised Lauren in a very candid fashion. Her dance card would be filled easily among both sexes. Dan reached out with his right hand extended and whispered, “don’t forget that it’s my place and your vows to me shall naturally include your obedience.”

Lauren damn near creamed her panties right then and there as the Magistrate of this part of Texas said those words to her. Duane took his vows to Freydis and Sia, after which Dan did the same to Duane, she knew what was next. Sure enough, she stood up and married Dan as well as her own son ... and so did her daughter. She knew that her fate was sealed ... and she was weak in the knees as she swore to “love, honor, and obey” Dan as well as Duane. When Carly swore to obey everyone else, including her, she was even wetter, especially as she thought of parting her daughter’s cheeks to lick her booty.

“So, that part is done now. Dan, Freydis, Sia, Duane, Lauren, and Carly, you are now a six-way marriage. Now, of course, it’s time to unite me, Sasha, David, Alycen, Jeremy, Joanna, Les, and Brandy in matrimony as we move in with Dan and company. This is going to be a very crowded house, particularly once all of these pregnant ladies give birth,” Trudy alluded to the fact that Freydis, Sia, Sasha, Alycen, Joanna, and Brandy had conceived.