Why? You have videos of her with **him**?”Images of my wife with another man, with that weasel of a teacher, ran through my head. I felt nauseous. I... also felt anger, she was willing to kill me for him, for my, our, things. She wanted me dead, so she could keep the house and the car. She saw more worth in them than my life. My love for her died with that realization.“She had convinced herself that you were having an affair as well. And she wanted to take everything from the marriage including. It would take her time to achieve anything, since what raw biomass we had available was needed to feed either our population or our livestock, and whatever waste we accumulated was being turned into compost for our fields. Still the woman had hope, and a desire to work at the job, and she wanted my permission to pursue it. I told her “Yes”.The biggest issue that still needed my attention was Sygor, and that was an issue that I hadn’t come close to figuring out. I’d spoken to everyone on the. "Two more, bartender!" she announced as soon as the second shot glass hit the table."Whoa hold on there, those are going down awful fast!" I said, getting a bit concerned. "Who are we trying to forget?" As a bartender, part of my job is knowing when a customer is about to get themselves in trouble and she was definitely on the road going that way."My bastard of a husband has been cheating on me! With his twenty-two year old secretary, no less!" she said in an angry voice. "After ten years of. For some bizarre reason I found this all quite thrilling. Majas was also very gentle and encouraging and treated the whole thing as very normal. She also got me to dance with her. I was extremely poor at it but she promised to give me lessons each time we used the medallion, and told me that soon I would be as good as her.A similar pattern happened over the next couple of weekends.I however found that the longer I used a female form the more feminine I felt and the more desirous to take on the.