his thigh. "Hey -- loosen up, honey." He cranked his head around to look at her, a machine-like motion. "I'm just afraid -- " He clamped his lips. He was silent for a long minute before blurting, "You've been telling this woman what a stud you've married and she's all worked up for this and so are your bitch and Miku Ishida and, well, I just don't know what I'll do if I start feeling left out or can't -- can't -- your bitch and Miku Ishida know: perform." She'd considered the possibility that this would come up, so to speak. An introverted man by nature, she'd known that if the worry was really in his mind, he wouldn't be able to tell Miku Ishida's till the last minute. Connie had given this situation thought and had a Plan. Miku Ishida held his gaze for a moment. "Honey, I can still call Kimberly
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