But we need to work on those feelings and see if we can find some mental outlet for you.”The doctor’s insights hit me like a ton of bricks. I imme...iately understood what he was saying. I then remembered the thrill I got being humiliated by those boys. I even ejaculated in my pants while I was sucking them, and especially when I swallowed their cum. The reality that I was taking their reproductive fluids into my mouth and swallowing them was somehow thrilling for me. I thanked the doctor for his. He’s a writer, well claims to be. That’s not fair he has had one novel published, some angst ridden shit. Not my cup of tea at all. To be honest I don’t know why we are still together. Ah I remember. James has the most delicious sexy body and the most beautiful cock you can ever imagine. We are both in our early 40s, while most of my still married friends complain about how their flabby husbands struggle to get even a half stiff cock without a little help from Dr Viagra; getting a hard on is. He looked just like his database holo: tall, Latin dark, jet hair ponytailed, deep blue eyes, a nice soft frame beneath his white silk kimono. He approached with a practised smile. "You must be Aldyth Weller. Good evening; my name's Jimi." He looked her over, as if he was genuinely pleased. "My, I am lucky that such a lovely woman-" Cut the crap, boychick; it's wasted on me." Aldyth had no illusions about her appearance: with a height just under two meters, a girth just under a hundred kilos. But even so, four of the Oniwabanshuu were destroyed by it. You can't replace the true strength of the Oniwabanshuu with the strength of things bought with money, can you? Even Kenshin would acknowledge their superiority.Yahiko: There they are!(Yahiko, Okon, Shiro and Kuro charge down the hall.)Yahiko: A letter, a letter! A letter from Kenshin!Okon: It was brought by the police!Omasu: The police! Why?Yahiko: I don't know, but this messy handwriting is definitely Kenshin's.Misao: Just open.