He gasps as it fills him and then swallows convulsively, sucking a lungful of air. The sheets smell stinks. He tries not to think too hard about the f...lthy smell of the dirty sheets or from the worn mattress beneath as it assaults his nostrils. He tries not to think about the stains, how they got there. Stains that chronicle everything that has happened to him since they first caught him, bundled him into their van and brought him here. The obscene touch of their rough hands through his clothes. Elizabeth was a policewoman, and is a sergeant in our Security Service, doing much the same job. Catherine is just eighteen, but is a keen amateur astronomer, so she has been tasked with mapping the skies of our planet. Both of them are kind and considerate ladies, and I had to get their approval before asking Kathleen to marry us. Note that it is not ‘marry ME’, but ‘marry US’. Marriage in this colony is a permanent thing, with no provision for divorce, so you have to love each other from the. . but I wasn't sure that many would actually go through with it if given the chance. So why was I going through with it?My mind went numb as I remembered the smell of her perfume. That wonderful sent that would soon be with me constantly. Images of her long black hair reaching down just past the arch of her back; those beautiful tan legs closing around me as she shared with me her most intimate moments ... filling me with part of her self ... using me ... in the most degrading way imaginable. I heard Juanita go to bed and also heard Izzy wanting Julio to sit with her to watch television. There was some rustling and moving around for a minute, then the soft noise of kissing. I went back to sleep smiling.Morning wasn't busy, but I dressed in my running clothes and went out to stretch my legs for an hour. Juanita was up and had coffee, as well as some of her Cuban pancakes, ready when I returned. Connie came in and joined me and then Izzy floated in and came to me for a sweet lip kiss.