" His wife opened her mouth again, but saw his expression, which frankly frightened her, and shut it again. "Very good. I have been very unhappy with ...your attitudes for many years; since our honeymoon, in fact. You are not the only woman in our social circle who has caused problems. You may have heard of the Short-Term Training Indenture?" Well, sort of; I don't see what that has to do with me..." It has to do with my dissatisfaction with your social and sexual attitudes." He smiled grimly when. "How long have I been in here?" thought Chris.He quickly rinsed off, the cold water ensuring that his didn't getanother hard-on. At least he hadn't cum all over himself again. As hetowelled off, he caught a glimpse in the mirror."I need to lose weight," he said to no one. "My chest is practicallybigger than my belly." He wrapped the towel around his waist andreturned to his bedroom to dress.While putting his pants on, he noticed that they were quite snug in thehips. "Definitely have to lose. But she sounded joyous.Her hair grew longer and braided together, sliding along her back into dreadlocks made of metal and glowing blue lines. Her skin grew segments along the shoulders and elbows and she rolled her shoulders as ports on her back opened and Lance ... rattled. Pieces inside of him shifted, and then started to come out of her shoulders. A pair of mechanical manipulators, long and spindly and spider like stretched free, making her croon happily as Lance’s arms twisted, clicked and. Oh, she wasn’t stupid and knew exactly why he wanted the stockings removed for he wanted to remove them himself. Yet, she didn’t say yes or no, simply held her eyes with his. He rested her right foot against his lap then slid his hands upward passed her ankle. His eyes held hers as his hands moved smoothly over her stocking covered calves then up and over the curve of her knee. His right hand continued its journey, tucked under the hem of her dress, previously raised during the bathroom.