And she saidagain, "It's me." No. It can't be. Is it you? How can it be?" Lena stumbled throughthe words."Cured, but changed," the woman said, smi...ling. "This is Inigo, myhusband." Your husband?" The man was shaking Lena's hand. The shock andconfusion still had not lifted.He was smiling to. He said, "Compliments of the season to you, Lena."He said her name as if it was an indecent suggestion. There wassomething about him that exuded sexual power.She looked back at her ex-husband. He. I kept the Ruger close by in the house, but out of Steven's reach. Lana did not object, since she was actually more familiar with handling handguns than I was, because of her previous training as a contractor for the Bureau.Other aspects of the new place began to make themselves known to me in short order. We had Canada Geese landing in the wetlands behind the place--although a friend of mine, who was originally from Jasper, Alberta, had laughed and said those geese were not really from Canada.. "Allie watches her take off her pants and fold them before she puts them on the bed. Next, she takes off her shirt, folding it neatly and placing it on top of her pants."See, Allie, this is how girls undress. Living clean means being clean and neat in everything you do. When you think like this, you'll just naturally want to be clean and stay clean. It's easy when you think this way." I see what you mean, Jill. I want to start living like a girl now, not just fucking like a girl. I'm so glad I. “What do you want to do tonight, Bethany?”“Sleep in your arms,” she sighed. “Anything else is just a bonus.”“Well, I think I can manage to make love to you tonight. Of course, only if you really want. I wouldn’t want to disturb your beauty sleep!” I smirked.“Oh, you know damn well what I want!” she giggled, squirming in my arms.Eventually, the water cooled, and we got out of the tub, dried off, and got into bed. We made love slowly and fell asleep in each other’s arms.When Bethany and I woke in.