With a sigh he stood and wished us all a good night, but he didn't get away unscathed. Annette, Mandy, Wendy, and I, the stuff that made up the good d...ctor's dreams, all gave him big hugs. Considering the four of us were all topless, this was our special way of saying thanks to the good doctor. Annette kissed him chastely on the lips but let her hands slip under his to push her little nubs into his chest. Mandy gave him a kiss that was not as chaste and really pushed her boobs into him. I could. And then, when he gave one colossal heave- she actually heard the heavy bed slam into the wall- it released its load and deflated. He seemed to deflate a little too, as all the muscles in his body relaxed in an instant.Claude gazed at the ashen faced child underneath him. There were precursors of bruises on her shoulders and face, bright red splotches that would probably fade by the next day.They wouldn't show, that is. He'd specified marks weren't to stay. They'd still be there, and still. I must get to know her better, I decided. Gathering up all my courage, I approached her at supper. I felt frightfully glad to see that she was sitting alone. "Hello, Cygnette," I almost gasped. "Do you mind if I sit down here?"Her smile showed her abundant gladness before she said a word. "Of course I don't mind!" she said. "I've been wishing you would!"My heart began to pound at once, and my lingam promptly rose. Was it possible? Might Cygnette become my *girlfriend*? I dared not hope, and yet. I don’t need a subservient slave back, I want the woman I married back and I want to get her back home where she belongs so I can feel whole again.’ She was getting up from her chair and coming around the table to me with her arms outstretched and a beautiful smile on her face. I stood to meet her and we came together in a frenzied, passionate embrace. Our lips met and our tongues dueled in as we hungrily sought to make ourselves one body. Finally, we broke the kiss and I whispered in her ear.