. She stopped her thought train with another overriding thought. What the hell was she daydreaming of? Living here with the apes? Of being an ape hers...lf? That was crazy thinking. Insanity.She could be locked up for thinking such thoughts. Locked up and studied by psychiatrists as well as animal behaviorists for the rest of her natural days. She was a human, not a monkey. And speaking of monkeys, where were those ape types anyway? Had they moved out because they knew she was coming?Had they. ’ I moved off Marty’s lap and sank back on the sofa, my eyes closed. The room was very quiet for a few minutes. I felt Marty move on the sofa and soon I felt him slide in next to me. He lowered his head to my shoulder and carefully curled himself around me. ‘No worries, love. I’m not going anywhere.’ He rested his hand on my belly and softly stroked the soft pudge. No urgency, just comfort. It started to rain again. Loud enough for us to hear it thrum on the roof. ‘I was talking to my mom the. "What?" I asked."Oh, Connie and I confided in each other." She moved her hand on me and idly played with my chest hair. Her smile widened. "She said that being in bed with you was pretty exciting. Wonder what she would say if she could see us now?" I shrugged. "I haven't been with anyone since my divorce and that was a year ago. Sometimes I'd fantasize about what it would be like the next time I got into bed with a man." She drew in a breath and I pulled her a bit closer and wormed my lower arm. " Would it be our secret, still?" Ava asked, as always having difficulty keeping eye contact, nervous, sounding coy yet again.Everything else happened really fast. After Ava said that, I felt an urge that I wasn't able to control anymore.I got up, and I let my shorts fall, freeing myself from them. Ava startled, and her eyes grew wide, ignoring my proudly erect member and looking deep into mine while I moved towards the couch. I sat sideways on the sofa and very close to her, facing her. The.