Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-25808351-20170119155042

"Well you guessed right Cynd. I'm a one-woman man, because Samia wanted me to be. In my younger years I pulled the same shit as you and would take over a brothel for a night. When I met Samia however, that changed. She didn't like that so I abandoned my whoring playboy days. That, however, doesn't mean that I wouldn't take a second wife if she didn't mind, I just don't do harems. Too many bodies to worry about and less time to myself." Marcus makes up his mind and takes another drink.

"Samia told me that I could take another wife, IF, I wanted to. I however have not made up my mind on the matter. As I said, my bond with Samia was one forged through pain, hardship and time. I didn't just meet her in some bar and we hit off. So if I pick a second wife, Cynd, she has to be special to me." He stands up from the chair and returns the whiskey bottle back to it's proper place in the cabinet, meanwhile Eva dabs her eyes witcher apron.

"It just blows that I sometimes return to that playboy instinct sometimes. After being tempted by so many women as of late, I feel very intense right now. That Devil was one 'up-skirt' away from 'no-skirt'." Bottles cling as Marcus moves them to check their volumes. Eva has now moved from wiping away tears to fanning herself from the provocative thought.