Lost in her rituals under the light of the Full Moon coming through the thin canopy of the winter treetops, she neglected to hear the approaching foot...teps. The final shift of the brush as a man came into her clearing startled her. She turned on her visitor. Forgetting she was standing there fully exposed, she stared into the eyes of Mitch, a friend from her apartment building two floors up and one door over. Despite the fact she had developed many quaint friendships, no one there knew that she. Fukumi delivered a daughter recently, she claims is mine. I’ve no reason to doubt.Yesterday, Himalaya decided I was to impregnate her, and plans more pregnancies, three minimum, in the future. With my help, willing or not.The Yosei have been promised a sex education, by me. And Nana. She needs to share some of this load, too. What else.If you don’t pay attention to women, they’ll seek it elsewhere. There is quite a backlog of untended women to play catchup with. And there’s the big Dilemma.What. I felt shy at first when he reassured me that he was a doctor and this was a part of the examination if he needed to diagnose my problem correctly. I felt better now and removed my kurta and sat topless facing him. He stepped closer to me and said softly that I definitely had very huge breasts and started feeling up my breasts thoroughly (similar to what is done today when examining for lumps or cancer in breasts).Then he also squeezed my nipples and told me that he was doing so just to be sure. Carefully I clean myself as best as I can. Feeling a little steadier, I continue toward where I saw the smoke. Every step bringing me closer, my mind a flurry, where the hell am I? , how did I get here?, how did I get hurt? Coming to a clearing, I see a small, cottage, stone and log, with a thatch roof. The smoke ,lazily, drifting from the chimney. Quickly, looking around, I draw my sword and close to the door. Listening before pulling it open, a wave of warmth hits me, and I am drawn in. The.