He feels comfortable with me, that?s all. They laugh and I blush and try to change the subject. Mr. Hartwell, the manager, he gets in on it, too. Ever...one teases me some at the bank. They?re really nice about it though; it?s kind of like being the little sister in a big family.At the end of the day, I pick up Diane's laundry from the dry cleaner. Mr. Kim is always very friendly to me. He hands me Diane?s suits and some of my skirts and blouses. I drive to the supermarket to pick up a few. I waited for her to look up or ask what I wanted her to do now, but she was too well-trained by now to consider anything so distrustful. I got a rope from my backpack which I always took with me on these occassions. Not a rope, actually, but a cord used for washing lines. I love the look of the whiteness of the cord against her flesh. I stood in front of her with the cord. She put her wrists out, still looking down. I tied the cord around one wrist, knotted it, then tied the other wrist to. ” She repeated this a few times, and I loved the sound of her voice as I heard it.Then, quick as you please she opened her legs and pushed me away and out of her. My cock was pointing out to her like a diving rod as she knelt and unrolled to condom from my erection. “Let’s finish this” she said and proceeded to take my cock into her mouth, her hand stroking just behind her lips as she stroked it in and out. I had closed my eyes, but the slurping sounds from my waist made me realize I didn’t. I saw Aberdeen and Luna each day at the Women’s Center and we enjoyed chaste kisses. Luna pranced around me a lot more, reminding me that once Aberdeen was officially pregnant that it was her turn.Before Aberdeen found out Tharin was sterile, she rarely attended the Women’s Center. Sea-wives and a few other women that lived in the upper-town minimized their exposure to me. My theory was that a small part of the population felt repulsed by my pheromones. On the other hand, I reasoned that some.