I've spent the early spring learning how I could manipulate my world, almost an entire summer perfecting my world and in general all the minute detail..., and most of the fall getting to know my subjects the whole village, and what power I had over them.Honestly, getting used to ordering people around was very new to me. It took me a few weeks to get into it.But all-in-all, it was working out just fine. The real big hurdle for me, was getting use to being intimate in front of everyone. It seemed. Roger had remembered to bring his chain saw, but it looked like it wouldn't be needed after all.The next six weeks were busy. The crew continued work at their usual pace, six days on and one off, completing three or four houses a week. They were not big or fancy houses, to be sure, but small houses that the people in this not necessarily well-to-do neighborhood could live in, and houses that were probably better built than the ones Katrina had blown away. As before, Roger and Catalina mostly. It felt strange when they began to kiss, their tongues in each other's mouth. Not necessarily unpleasant, but different. It was much more tender than with a male. It was not strange to feel each other's breasts, not being much more different than they would do when they would do to themselves when masturbating. It became difficult when they were instructed to abuse each other's nipples. They had both suffered under the abuse of the Commander, the Judge and other's and knew what it felt like.. My wife’s hand was stuffed inside her panties, as she had made herself cum.“Mom”, the lights above us came on. Both Zoe and Catherina were standing in the kitchen, looking at my wife, in her post orgasmic state, her hand still inside her panties, her blanket in a pile on the floor. Catherina and Zoe approached the couch as my wife sat up. Zoe’s top still hung open, and Catherina’s breasts were barely contained by her satin nightdress, the three of them were just feet away from me, as Catherina.