"Maybe you objectify me too much, Geordie.I think I'm going to have to wear clothes around you more now.After all, I'm less of a wife or partner than ...an authority figure."After this, I had begun staying dressed much of the time at home.I did wear fairly form-fitting clothes--Tight sweaters, clingy tee shirts, and of course anything that showed off my flat belly button and accentuate the old bubble butt.At the same time, I insisted that Geordie disrobe at the door when coming in at night from. She put his own old familiar mug on the table, and sat down, while he fetched from the case a parcel, which he had had to wrap again after the customs had been nosy! He explained the rough wrapping and presented the package to her and with fevoured hands she ripped the thin paper. The green diaphanous nightdress and matching gown, thin silky and too her mind extravagant, slithered into her lap, her eyes like saucers, as they had never been what could be called rich and she was looking at. But she was also calm now, in complete control of her actions. My heart broke for her. I felt filled with compassion for how she was starving herself before the urge to feed finally overpowered her. I asked her in total sympathy, "How long do you have?"She understood my question immediately. "About one more month, before the madness takes me."I took a deep breath. I had been wondering for the last year whether I'd have the guts to do this, but now that the moment was upon me, the choice was. It took him a long time to get there the night before, but it was less to do with the pain, and more the fact that he was sharing a bed with his goddess. He watched her sl*ep for a bit, smelling her hair, and wishing that she would feel about him the way he felt about her.The whole night was a new experience for him across the board. In addition to his first super fight and sharing a bed with Tori, he also saw her naked for the first time. The two decided to shower before bed, and as Tori was.