" Wow. You cooked all this yourself?" Sherri asked as she followed me into the kitchen."Yep," I answered."Pretty impressive." Glad you think so," I re...lied. "There's some gourmet coffee brewing over there," I indicated the coffee pot, "and there's apple juice and fresh squeezed orange juice in the fridge."Sherri poured herself some coffee and then wandered over to the stove where I was swirling butter in the pan, watching it melt in preparation for the eggs. She asked how I was doing and I. You lead a mostly normal life. It's been 10 years since Kiritsugu Emiya saved you from the great fire, and 5 years since his death. You work hard around the house and repair things at the school as a handyman, which helps pay some of your living expenses. Your long time neighbor, friend, and English teacher Taiga has been watching over and visiting you frequently since your adoptive father's death. She's a fierce one, but you know she has a kind heart and means well.You lead as much of a normal. "SLAP" I repeated this four or five times, until I could feel warm droplets, obviously her tears, begin running down my thighs. Her tiny white ass cheek was now blood red, covered with my finger and palm prints atop of the other. I calmed her down by stroking her long hair and lovingly whispering in her ear that she would not have to go through this again, so long as she did what I said. I made her promise this and I in turn promised her that she was about to experience something unlike. " Thank you," I whisper as I snuggle into Sarah's embrace, where- withthe exception of when I have to dilate- I remain for the rest of theday, before heading upstairs to once again sleep alone."Do you, Nicola Christine Thomas," the minister asks, "take this woman,Sarah Jennifer Phillip, to be your lawfully wedded wife?" I do," I whisper."And do you, Sarah Jennifer Phillips," the minister asks the woman stoodopposite me in her pristine white wedding dress, "take this woman,Nicola Christine.