His brother Hans was now in the Fleet Auxiliary somewhere, safely carrying cargoes of arrogant volunteers, terrified concubines and snot-nosed brats t... new homes throughout the Diaspora. He himself was now off like some galactic Don Quixote, riding his faithful Rocinante, his faithful Sancho Panza by his side. Only his Rocinante was actually his former wife and now concubine Liza, and Sancho Panza was played by the urbane Brit, Executive Officer Lieutenant Sam Quinn. Two officers from former. But that was exactly what I considered myself, a twisted mind. As a teen I had worried so much about being caught wearing women’s clothes and filled with self loathing for falling back into it no matter how many times I tried to stop. Now I had plunged headlong into it without a second thought. I guess this time I felt I had someone to share it with and that was my wife Beth. At first it was like role playing but by Sunday evening I was telling her that I felt complete as a woman and having sex. " For the life of him he couldn't remember which brush to start with. Wasit... the body brush? He wasn't sure. He didn't think it was the currycomb, but it... It might have been. He wondered... "That's odd." He just wasn't sure. "Burt!" That was Harry's voice. Burt loped from the stall and outside. "Yessir?" Harry was leaning against the cart with Jeb of all people. "What you upto scurrying about in there?" "Just tending to the orses," replied Burt. "Oh aye? I 'ear you've been showing your. ..right here. Twice a week.”“But, if I would have known---”“Not my fault you didn’t read it.”“You wouldn’t let me read it! This can’t be legal!”“Of course it’s legal. It’s legal because you agreed to it with your signature and anything people agree to is legal in Incestia. You had control of the pen, not me. Twice a week, Volka.”“I can’t believe you would do this.”The judge smiled. “For a gurly cocksucker, hell yes. Tell me you agree and I will finally sign this immigration document. If.