John walked sleepily to the door. He opened it just as the suited man was raising his fist to knock again.

“Can I help you?” He said snidely.

Obviously, John was not a morning person and not happy to have been woken at this hour.

“Mr. John James?” The man sneered.

“Yeah,” John answered, rubbing his eyes.

“Good.” The man cleared his throat. “Mr. James, I am Sergeant Helton. We have been informed that you may be in violation of code 8-6-7-P-G-M-5-3-0-9.” He paused, “Which in civilian terms is Polygamy under the new “Gay” Marriage law.”

John raised his brow incredulously at Sgt. Helton, “What?”

Helton smiled sympathetically, “Do you or do you not co- habitate with Livia James and David Saint?”

“Uh, yeah,” John stammered, “But Dave is our roommate.”

“I am sure he was,” Helton cut him off, “However, the law permitting same sex marriages- and letters were sent out; co- habitating adults, of consenting age… Common Law marriage rules apply. Mr. James, you are under arrest.”