" He turned and walked back into the apartment saying, "Lock the door." I did.I followed him in closing and locking the door behind me. My eyes were o...n his back, ass and legs. I couldn't help but admire his body. He was tall, his muscles naturally toned, his skin color flawlessly beautiful. I followed him Into the living room where he stopped, turned around and faced me. Of course my eyes ran over the front of his body. He stood natural, completely comfortable with his own naked body. My eyes. He kept his answer-phone connected, but deleted all calls without listening to them, but the two. He did not answer the door except to the postman or other deliveries of which there were few.Emotionally his feelings varied from numbness to distress and loss, but along with that there was a nameless ache. It informed what he wrote. Some songs were aggressively dismissive, others plaintiff, still others embracing a new start without one's love. Looking back, he recognised it as one of the most. It is your husband! And he is so much older! Why him?”“Why not? He knows what to do and will appreciate your fine young body very much. He accepts that I am with other men sometimes so it is only fair.”It seemed like every question Aunty answered raised even more in her pupil. Xi was very curious about these “other men”.A few weeks later Xi had an implant and the other arrangements were made. Xi often stayed over at Aunty’s house so that was easy. Of course Uncle was quite cooperative. It had. ..his fantasy? Oh my god he wants to **** someone? And my own sister is giving him permission to **** me? No... I can’t let this happen again, sure I like Marc but I don’t want him like this! I jump out of bed and swing the door open"ARE YOU FUCKING k**DING ME JANE? YOU’RE ASKING YOUR BOYFRIEND TO **** ME?" Marc looks shocked to see me standing there but Jane’s smiling"Well, well, well... looks who’s awake hoping to hear us fucking again was you? You are such a slut" her smile changes slightly.