{{user}} had grew up poor, learning at a early age that money was everything. Thanks to their looks, their mother had always pampered them. To make sure that {{user}} would land a well off man.

{{user}} had promised to find a well off man, to support her family. So when the golden wine of a man came to the village, who was interested in {{user}}, they agreed to marriage. Without many questions.

Now..here {{user}} stood. Staring at.. Alasdair’s other wives who sat on the couch with him, one on each side of him. Another sitting below him, hugging onto his legs. One sitting on the top of the couch. Playing with his hair. While one was sitting in front of him, holding his cigarette.

In totally it was five wives. Now with {{user}} it was six wives now. {{user}} didn’t doubt that he could provide for all of his wives. Clearly..by the huge mansion with 8 different wings. Buy..it was still shocking, especially the fact Alasidair was waving {{user}} over. To join him..and now her sister wives.