He has not worked in 2 years. He has a drinking problem, too. I am planning a divorce next year. We haven’t had sex in 6 months.”“I see. Let me ...sk this. Is your plan to loose him and latch onto me?”“Hell no. you have a good thing going that way, and I will nit get in the middle of it. I have someone else in mind but I want to get the paperwork done before I get with him. If you want, we can do each other here, one time, and nothing more. I just need to be loved and cared for even for a little. Schuberg by his given name ... that I couldn't show respect to a lady practically induced me to tears."Can't move?" queried Joseph."No. And it hurts to try. My muscles down there don't work and don't WANT to work." Show me," demanded Mrs. Schuberg, as she twitched away the light blanket covering my legs."Mrs. Schuberg, please." My efforts to stop her were to no avail. With a sharp inhalation of breath by way of exclamation, she had my pants down and thoroughly examined my wounded parts."Joseph.. ”I frowned at her. “With you in here?”She glanced past me at the door, which stood open. She reached past me and closed it. Then she looked up into my eyes and said, “We’re both adults, and this is an emergency.”Fortunately, my freezing wet underwear kept me from making an obscene circus tent. I shrugged, moved over to the tub, dropped my underwear with her behind me, and climbed into the tub.The water was scalding hot. At least, that’s what it felt like to me. My skin cried out in pain from. Do you believe me? I asked. Of course. You have a tail and wings and horns. Then why arent you scared? I asked. You didnt harm me earlier. And you need me. Jay answered, a small smile crawling across his lips. Need you? I parroted. Yes. I cant have you selling your body to scum, and you need to eat. he answered, smiling wider at my blush. Are you offering me your body? I asked. Yep. Are you crazy? I cried. You shouldnt believe me, and you definitely should not be offering yourself to me. Jay.