My women gave me vague accounts about the fighting that they had heard from estate guards, who had heard it from the mercenaries. Thus they were neith...r the best, nor most complete source of information for my male ears.Katsu and her daughter required a set of wet kisses before I departed, each trying to encourage a swift return to their bosom. The thought of them in bed together quickly crossed my mind and I felt a familiar tug from my refilling quiver. I left the house before I succumbed to. For now there was no bed frame, cheap metal or otherwise. Kathy suggested that since I was the antique guy I'd prefer to have a nice old wooden four-poster bed frame, and in fact I would. The problem is technically that 'king-sized' beds weren't available on the market until relatively recently in the modern era, thus it's really hard to find a genuine Victorian or Edwardian era one that will fit, unless it was a one-off custom made job or a later modification. This was no big deal, because. 32 DDs, and a well-toned body. Her tan looks majorly fake, and her hair color is dirty blonde and from a bottle. We were sitting with our other ‘friends’. I put that in quotations because I just didn’t feel like part of the crowd. The people at the tables were mostly girls, except one other guy, but he was gay. So yeah, that’s a thing. The other girls were Mary, Susan, Becka, and Rachel.“Omg! Mike is just so sweet.” Melissa gushed again.“Yeah, I think we got it the first dozen times.” Becka. "You promised to give me anything I want," she firmly reminded me. I nodded. Her eyes tightened. "Then tell me, who are you? And how did you get in my husband's body?"I tried to look away, but she wouldn't let me. I sighed, and then tried to confess."You wouldn't believe me, and I don't know," I answered.Her hard look drifted towards becoming a glare. Suddenly, she noticed the steam pouring out of the shower. Inexplicably, her look softened and she pulled me in under the streaming water. .