The guy asfucking her in our bed and he had removed his shoes andput them under the bed. After they had fucked hedressed and left. I was wear bedroom ...hoes whilewatching. The next morning I reach under the bed to getmy shoes. I put them on and felt something was wrong,they were too big.I couldn’t understand how my feet had shrunk. Then Irealized that he had been wearing the exact shoe has Ihad. Color, make, everything.I told Niki what had happened and it was so funny,imagine what he had. * My hand reached out and twisted the controls for the shower. I was time to get out. Careful not to slip I stepped of the shower stage and unto the floor below. Turning I held my hand for her to take. Observing me, as if in doubt whether she should take my outstretched hand, she hesitated for what seemed like long minutes. Then she extended her hand, maintaining eye contact, not looking down where she should step, and fully trusting me. She stepped onto the floor and waited patiently. It is. It is the last piece of clothing that I shall wear. I make my way downstairs. In a sense, it is a violation of the rules that I wear any clothing on this, my last day. As of this morning, I am meat animal and meat animals do not wear clothes. There is no one awake in the house, this early in the morning, so I suppose it doesn't matter.The kitchen smells of the barbecue sauce we made last night. Catherine turns eighteen today, old enough to enter the lottery, but she is the smartest of us. She. And now, I’m sitting here, naked, trembling and nervous and full of unfulfilled desire, obeying her as she tells me to look out the window. Things you should know. Sydney, our neighbor, is my best friend aside from my wife. She’s also an occasional playmate. She’s sexy and pretty and fun, and she enjoys playing pee games with me from time to time. Our living room window looks across a small strip of yard into her dining room window. Sometimes we talk across the lawn with the windows open..