<strong>Vince ~ with the other chaps</strong><br/><br/>Vince had waited patiently. He'd waited long enough to thoroughly smoke the cigar to a butt. He tossed it casually in the fire place still waiting on the other two.<br/><br/>What could he say to two guys who were more prudes then the women upstairs. Entrenched so far up sensible monogamy they would probably have to open their shirts and look thru their belly buttons to see what was going on.<br/><br/>They heard but didn't listen at every turn. They had to be coerced into dancing with women, reminded to stand and get the chairs for them, and now badgered about going up stairs and surprising them.<br/><br/>This poly might seem like a marriage, it might feel like a marriage, it might resemble a marriage but it was EVERYTHING that a marriage wasn't.  And sadly enough until these two buggers figured that out on their own they'd be holding back wondering if it would hurt the women's sensibilities if they went up and knocked on the door just to see the look of surprise in the lasses faces when they told them they were there to inspect their panties.<br/><br/>God forbid if he'd said let's play post office or doctor.  The hounds of hell would come screaming down from the chimney and take him away.<br/><br/>Vince was starting to seriously wonder if these guys were closet gay, which was okay with him, he'd have a few more turns tasting the delights of each and every woman he met tonight. He was okay with that, he just wanted to know so he could press on with a hand full of the flowers and a dash up the stairs.<br/><br/>He didn't say a word, but he was thinking it.<br/><br/>It came to him in the moments of their silence.<br/><br/>He didn't need the aggravations this one night had brought. He could only image what six months would be and he wouldn't lie to himself any longer.<br/><br/>No hard feelings. What he craved wasn't going to fit here with them.<br/><br/>"Aye'll be leavin early wit Angus inna morn," Vince said and stepped to each for the handshake.<br/><br/>"Bless thu house an each ah you," He said as his final good bye to the men, "An may dah coming months be what yeah dreamed of it."<br/><br/>With that he walked out of the room and to the entry way. He stopped and picked up three flowers from the vase before climbing the stairs.<br/><br/>He had one more stop to make before he shoved the few things back in his bag.<br/><br/><br/><br/>