It was hard to explain, and I worried about the reaction if they learned that people on Earth thought of their lives as a game. I took a deep breath, ...ind racing, and Alistair leaned down to speak quietly."Are you okay? You're looking rather pale."I stuttered and finally tried to explain."I ... in the performance, I think to try to expand their audience, they allowed the person viewing it to ... choose the appearance of the character they were inhabiting." Why would that expand their audience?". I concluded the correspondence with this: We'll talk.When class was done, I waited for everyone to leave the room so they wouldn't see me walk out with an erection thrusting out of my pants. I just sat there watching everyone leave, still pretending to be engrossed in my text book. When the teacher followed the last student out, I began throwing my books into my bag. Then I headed for the office, telling them I would not be in classes that afternoon as I had errands to run — personal family. "I only have to pump twice a day now, when I wake up and before bed. Like I said, it's the best part of my day and it feels fucking fantastic." Oh but you're drinking," I said, eyeing her row of empty cans by the sink. "That's not good for your milk right?"She nodded. "Yep, this week will mostly be a pump and dump unless someone wants to drink it from the tap." Drink if from the tap?" I said, confused.She laughed loudly and stood up, ignoring my question."I'm going to shower and get changed out. " Roquan managed to stop himself before he said anything disparaging himself, but just barely. He had to take a deep breath to calm himself.Once she realized who the target of his anger was, Amanda felt relieved. It removed any further doubt from her mind that Freya had indeed done something wrong. It also helped loosen her tongue."Master, there's... there's something else you should know about Mistress Freya."Roquan gave her a stony look and nodded once."When she first had me, she... I think.