Makes me wonder if something happened." An unusually tall and broad-shouldered man turned to look down the hall at the incoming figure. His eye... gazed through thick rimmed glasses, and his military uniform was only half-on as he had quickly dressed to speak with the man standing next to him. His face transformed from a look of deep seriousness to shock as the figure of a woman came towards him. He grinned and opened his arms as she ran into them. Their embrace was breaking numerous. Not just in a sex way.Though... I mean... My eyes flicked over to her. Sprawled on her belly, her face buried between Xora’s thighs – Xora now looking as if she had been knocked out cold – Ceaith was a gorgeous, lithe puddle of raw sensuality. She was slender, like Chirp, but she didn’t straddle an ambiguous line, like Chirp did. Ceaith was a girl, and she expressed that with a raw, eagerness that made my blood turn to flames. It helped that she was wearing skintight leggings, which clung to. She got home about her usual time for these evenings: about nine. I had the load of laundry (from which I'd washed my load of cum) in the drier by then and, as was my practice, I had dinner in the oven when she came home. It's not like I'm a great cook but nowadays there are so many surprisingly good things you can just pop in the oven that anyone can do a decent job. Thursday nights cooking always fell to me because of Lynn's yoga.When she came in, she kissed me on the way to her shower. I had. "Who is Amanda?" Carl asked."Why do you ask that?" I inquired."You were shouting her name during sex," Carl replied.We both got dressed and relaxed after our bit of fun. I explained toCarl who Amanda is and my feelings for her. Carl promised that if heswapped into her body he would find me we would try having sex again. Ithanked him, but told him it was the person inside I cared about themost. He seemed to understand. Just then both of our watches startedto beep. I looked at the time and.