I figured maybe he wanted a little more for some reason.”His feelings were hurt but she couldn’t figure out why, so she asked. He wouldn’t look ...at her as he replied, “I thought I’d be enough for you.”She put her arms around him, “You mean sex? You are, and a lot more things too. Does it bother you that I was fucking Jake? It was just a quickie.”“JUST a quickie? I knew you fucked around before we were married but thought it would stop. Guess not.” He shrugged her off and walked away.She dropped. Then if they didbelieve me, I'd be then at the mercy of every doctor with a pet theoryor treatment. The word would leak out and once the media got a hold ofthe story........ No, I'd better keep this to myself. Maybe the changewould go away and in a day or so I'd be returned to my own body. I could not sit around in a towel all day so I rummaged through mydrawers and closets for clothes.. My jockey shorts were not too bad afit but boxer shorts were a bit loose at the waist. My pants were allthe. Giving Max an order to stay he pulled me into the small living room. His eyes were ice blue as he gazed into my eyes. He tore my shirt over my head, the cool air on my wet skin caused gooseflesh up and down my arms. Noticing my shiver he leaned in to me and began to suckle on my breast. My head tilted back and I moaned in delight as the sensation rippled through my small body. I felt his strong, rough hand pulling at the waistband of my shorts. I felt the sheer delight of exposure as he yanked. Now she was giving him a ration of shit, acting as if he hadn’t satisfied her. ‘Tough shit,’ he thought, ‘None of the other chicks I’m screwing are complaining.’ ‘Please!! I need it so…’ Lise hated begging like this, but she was desperate. ‘Dammit, Lise!’ Rod yelled. He bolted from the bed and stood next to it, glaring down at her. ‘I don’t know what you expect from me. I try to be a good husband. Jesus, I just made love to you and all I’m getting for it is a ration of shit! I tried. If you.