| Our host claps his hands and the dancers are immediately there. In seconds you have been helped from the table and wrapped in long silk robes, and then two girls lift each of you and carry you from the room. The two remaining girls drop to their knees and clean the juicy mess from our crotches, first with their mouths, then with warm, moist towels. We are given robes, and the girls escort us to a waiting limousine. Once inside of the car the six dancers first remove the robes from Hannah and Naomi, and then strip themselves. One of the girls, with a stylized lower case Greek 'alpha' inscribed on her collar presented me with a card. I opened and read, and found that Naomi’s father had arranged for them to be mine for the week of our, well, for lack of a better term, honeymoon. I had known that my future in-laws like me, and had accepted Naomi’s and my decision about our relationship, but until then I didn't know that it was the same choice he had made over twenty years ...
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