We live in Texas, where people think it’s immoral to educate kids in school about their bodies. I can still remember that night; she came to me, thi...nking something was wrong, and told me she was bleeding. When she told me where, I immediately knew what was going on. I told her to use a washcloth while I went out to get pads. How the hell was I to know what kind? Why are there so many damn brands and styles? How many different shapes do women need? To wing, or not to wing? I got a few different. A part of me died also. I felt guilt at not being with him for the last two and one half years or even at the end.I had to go on. I returned to school and threw myself into my studies. I had been a psych major for the last year with a minor in biology. My friends drifted away as I focused more and more of my energies on my classes. I spent so much time in classes and hanging around the labs that I soon got to know the faculty quite well.One of the professors and I seemed to hit it off on both. "Thank you, Felicity," your wife says as she finally climbs off of you, "I'll need to be cleaned before I can wear it though. Get the water running, then come back to clean me of my husband's seed." O-of course, milady," the maid assents as she walks away, her body filling with color as her Empress closes her legs, careful not to let any of your jizz spill onto either the sheets or the carpet as she sits on the side of the bed."Y'know, you could always just wash it off in the shower, I really. Doctor Ward knew that she was supposed to be coldly analytical with her patients, but she couldn’t help but feel, that Janice must have been taking dumb pills for a long time. Because of her social meetings with Ben, Michelle knew something about his adopted family. Ben would frequently tell glowing stories about Frank, Grace and Jim. When he talked about Carol, Steve and Lisa, it was more like a proud parent. Janice’s report of Jim’s diligence and self-sacrifice over the years was also.