<em>~ Busy hands and busy heart.... ~</em><br/><br/>Nicci looked across at Mari, she didn't feel able to say anything else until she knew the more experienced woman's opinion, in fact she needed it.  She knew what Mila said wasn't right, but to argue wouldn't  change how the beautiful woman felt obviously – only time would show her that, and Nicci knew it was nothing to do with how pretty or sexy they three of them were, it was how they felt about each of the men.  She obviously hadn't put it into words very well and she hoped Mari understood the meaning rather than sounds.  She had seen other poly relationships founder, when people paired off, she felt. well.... that if each of them went with all three men, as soon as possible, shared that experience, were brave...... well then none of them would be left feeling on a limb, doubting their compatibility or even worse feeling left out or excluded.<br/><br/>It was obvious they all had some insecurities, and lots of them would hopefully either disappear or be worked on – together – as a family......  but this..... well............... in her mind it was very much<em>start as you mean to go on</em>........ even though that sounded a bit calculating.<br/><br/>As she started to weigh the butter and sugar, and put the bowl in the microwave for a few seconds to soften, Nicci looked across at Mila, amazing that she though there was a cat in hell's chance of any of the men not wanting her. I mean the way all the men lit up around her, the way their eyes lingered on her soft beauty, well.......  amazing, her last relationship had obviously skewed her badly, another reason for her to feel loved and wanted by all the men, and let herself discover just how much they did.