James noticed that underneath her heaving stomach, her pubic region was freshly shaven. Her entire being seemed infused with a tender sensuality as sh... breathed nervously standing in front of him.When he leaned into her arms and dug his head in between her breasts, Susan felt a rush of warmth spread across her body. Surely, they could not be doing this, she thought, not with her mother…“Susan! Shall I come in?”“Don’t come in, mom! James has rashes in places you don’t want to see. I’m treating. If you should ever need Oak Leaf, we will be there for you.”Dolphin’s response was gruff. “Well, keep your self safe and let’s neither of us need that kind of effort. You are loved.”“You too Dolphin. You too.”I sat still in the Passion Mill office, my hand clutching the phone, mind numb. My other hand grasped Lord Matthew’s note. He reported that besides the two corpses in dormitory two, three others had died under Oak Leaf’s responsibility. In addition, the agricultural manager and butcher. Anyway, I took the pill on the way home, trying to time it so I could collapse just inside our door, rather than outside. I arrived inside our apartment to find my husband asleep in bed, my dinner in the warming drawer, and two wineglasses on the counter. One empty, one full. I sat down heavily with my dinner, and as I drank the wine, I stared at his empty glass, musing on what I was doing with my life. It wasn't like I'd blown him off for dinner, and yet...it sort of was. Was this spousal. I’ll let the day continue as much as possible like this. I may make a trip to the supermarket with my panties on under my typical cis-male clothing but I prefer to stay in and enjoy being naked in the soft panties of the day. Typical tasks become erotic when in panties. Bending over to pick up a laundry basket becomes exaggerated while I think about presenting myself to be penetrated by my perfect mate. In an ideal world, my perfect girlfriend would be spending these kinds of days with me.