"So how you been, Jake. We just never seem to talk much these days."The rest of the night was fun. They didn't know quite what to think of my new atti...ude. They even questioned me on what happened while I was gone to put me in such a great mood. "I guess I am just high on life."During dinner, I brought up inviting Lisa's mom and dad over. I suggested going to church on Sunday and then having a nice lunch after. It had been a while since we had done that. "Yes. Too long, I think." Both my wife. It was Mark's forth week in those diapers and he would have given aweeks pay if he could take at least one home with him. Mark's fantasieswere growing and some of it because they also met twice more that sameweek. Mark was sure it was to see him and not for the reasons given.Wishful thinking he worried, but she confirmed his first hopes when shewrote asking if he'd like to have dinner one night next week. That wasAbby's hopes as well because she did want to see him, but in her case itwas. Don’t get me wrong, I am not complaining, but at times I can’t believe how much of a sheltered life I have been living. Sometimes I just wonder where we would be if either of us had acted on our feelings when we first met. We would have been together for three years by now, instead of a couple of months. Thank you, again, for claiming me that night at the party. I am very happy with the way we feel together.”I smiled, even though I knew she could not see me, and then said, “Kitten, I understand. Usually it was of concern when my circuits heated up, but I had no desire to stop it. Actually I had a desire to continue, which I did. If what I was doing burned something up, fuck it, I thought. I needed something and I was pretty sure I was headed for it. Without warning stored memories from my old life flashed through my active circuits and I began to respond just as I had with the old body. Things that passed for muscles began to clinch and I began to store energy somewhere without knowing.