When he was away at school or off doing some other job or project she actually watched the clock anticipating his return. Her greatest pleasure coming...from the time they spent together, sitting on the couch snuggled together, she pressing as close to him as possible while he wrapped his arm around her, holding her tightly to his side. Within weeks the mere thought of not having this alone time would cause her mild panic.At least once a week he would take her out on another "date." Normally not. But not yet. I light a thick red candle first. There's just something about red wax that screams 'pain', isn't there? Well, maybe it's just the heat, not the colour. But still, the red looks more aggressive, and it looks very nice splattered all over her body. Because that's what I do, I let it splatter all over her body. She draws a sharp breath as the first dollops splash onto her bare skin, but then closes her eyes and just enjoys the sensation. At least I think she does, judging by the look. A modern State can't function without its records and legal documents, and every single one of those documents relates to the post-Genderwave reality we find ourselves in. In most cases, this isn't a huge problem due to the strange way the Genderwave rewrote reality. We were transformed where we stood but remained in the same place physically and socially. By which I mean we all still lived in the same homes and were married to the same people. Had the Genderwave altered reality from the. There had been reports of people being burned to ashes yet the fields were untouched. Magic was her first thought. Yet when they arrived there were no signs of a wizard, sorcerer, nor even a pyromancer. Could it be some kind of new monster not known as of yet? New ones sprouted everyday. However the only strong and dangerous ones came from the old world. A time before time. Could this be an awakened old god? A monstrosity they specialized in dealing with. That was 'they', not person. She needed.