"If he doesn't take better care of himself, his wives will probably only be able to look, not touch," Sienna Johnson said seriously.
She wasn't exaggerating, nor was she trying to scare Dan Taylor; she was factually pointing out the cause of his illness.
"What I'm saying is true. You always say that Abyanabad men are so potent, but I don't think they're all that."
"I'm not like Dan Taylor; don't compare me to him. I could handle twenty wives," Adrian Desmond grumbled, unhappy that Sienna questioned his abilities in that department.
Sienna Johnson kicked Adrian Desmond hard. When Adrian saw the look on her face, he knew he'd misspoken. He quickly explained, "I don't mean I'm going to marry twenty wives! I just want to tell you that I'll keep you sexually fulfilled forever!"
Sienna Johnson slipped off her beaded shoes, placed her foot on a particularly sensitive part of him, and then rubbed it forcefully. Adrian Desmond's face paled.
