She studied the clasps and cup for a moment before putting it around her. She was just about to pull the straps up when the clasp was released by her ...usband."damn you", she said with a smile. And turned to face him. Her breasts wobbled gently in the morning light. "Just what have you been up to, my industrious mate?" Damn me eh?" He pulled her close and kissed her lips, gently at first. He loved kissing her lips, so soft and moist. And when she opened her mouth to his, it was if nothing else. Another set found what he needed to find very soon: the vein leading to Chrissy's right leg, and the artery leading from her left. The husband's arms quickly grafted his vein to hers, her artery to his and the two became as one flesh. Chrissy's heart started pumping blood into her husband and absorbing the return flow. He had transferred from dependence on his mother to dependence on his wife.Now supported by Chrissy's blood, his body cut off the circulation to the umbilical cord. Chrissy was. When she got to her room she slowly stripped off her school uniform and underwear until she was naked and then looked at herself in the mirror. She had long dark brown hair that came down to her shoulders that she had straightened that morning for school, with thin eyebrows over deep blue eyes, with a small nose and sweet small mouth. She was quite thin but well toned from all the running and swimming she did for school, as she looked at herself she turned and cupped her small b cup breasts and. His hair, though neatly trimmed, was messy, and he had a thick growth of three or so days of beard across his face. Above it his green eyes fairly glowed. His clothes were still western, his collar open to reveal tan skin and the beginnings of chest hair. All Kate could do was blink, expecting him to start screaming. His forearm was braced on one side of the door, a large hand gripped the other side, pinning her as a captive audience. Instead he moved so fast she couldn’t stop him, and he drew.