Every time Val tried to talk about what had happened to me, I steered things back to her. She was nervous about taking the bar exam. I tried to convin...e her it would be a piece of cake, because she was the smartest lawyer I knew.“I’m the only lawyer you know, you goof.”“You’re also the most beautiful lawyer I know,” I said.Her face got serious. “I want to live with you all the time, and sleep with you whenever I want. Are they really going to let you out of the Army?”I shrugged. “This kind of. Or if you want a more exciting phrase, slutty. The feeling has always been there since I started puberty, like an itch waiting to be scratched or a clit waiting to be tickled.The thought of being a doctor has never excited me. It’s my father who chose my career path, he is a heart surgeon and wanted his little daughter to follow him into cardiology. Don’t for one minute think I’m a pushover, but I can’t exactly say, hey dad, I would rather be dancing poles and getting my arse felt by random. He gave them an update on what had been achieved with the Professor's study; he explained in general terms of his task of gathering and recording the data and of the technical installations that now covered the area that would continue to film and relay the video back to Hawksville long after they had returned home; he confirmed that there were many potential converts to the teachings of the Church of the Black Staff in the vicinity and that their only problem would be that they might not have. I move to the bathroom and have my own hot shower, not as long as yours but relaxing. I towel off and come into the bedroom. Candles are lit and the lights are low. No music plays, I love to hear the sound of your breath, grasps and moans. You lie in the middle of the bed, arms to your side. I kneel beside you and whisper softly in your ear, telling you how beautiful you are and how much I love you. I lower the sheet to your lower back and pour some massage oil on you. I don't warm up the oil.