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My Wives and Children
I get my sex three times a day, so I'm making it
We got married on Sunday. She's Number Seven, so now I've got a wife for every day of the week. Yes indeed, I'm a rickety old thing, but I want sex in the morning, I want it after lunch, and I want if after dinner. And I get it.
The ladies, Miracles Precious One, Robena, Tordie, Urvey, VerDell, Violeet, and my newest, youngest girl (her mother told me she's 16, but I got her telling people she's 18), they work out the schedule. I let them take care of that. I kind of like to be surprised. It gets me going.
I give them Sunday morning off. Good of me, right? Right.
They need some energy left over for the kids and to get their work done. My goodness, they put in 12, sometimes 14 hours a day working on the ranch. There's a whole lot to do, and every month when they hand me their government checks, the men invest that money for the future of our church.
And let me tell you, we don't let the children get lazy and seized by the temptation of play or the course of disobedience. They work too. Oh yes, they do. All my children — let me see, all 43 of them — have a job. The older ones got two or three jobs.
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