" Alana admitted, finding it easier to view the image Sy was projecting than trying to find it in her own jumbled mess of what had happened a thousand... years before they'd ever arrived in this forsaken, backwater solar system. A few more seconds passed before her own emotions and memories of her very first marriage flooded into her. "I remember," she confirmed, smiling lovingly at Sy as she forgot the slug stuck to the back of her hand."This little creature," Sy explained, "is made from my own. It wasn’t legal… I wasn’t where I was supposed to be. My opponent wrapped his arms around me. I thanked god himself he set himself on my left side…I prayed for the fucking whistle…Be tough. It’s coming. I promised myself.Instead of the one short whistle that would have signaled the start of the round there was one long whistle. My opponent twitched anyway, sending a shiver of the most grinding pain I had ever felt driving through my body…“Warning, green, false start.”Fuck! Wait, what? I’m. My relationship with Vanessa was growing. We had discovered that while emotional loyalty was extremely important to us, we didn't insist on sexual monogamy. Indeed, we were learning how we could enjoy sexual encounters both together, and with others but shared with our partner. I had inherited a large house in the Georgetown section of DC, overlooking the Potomac River, along with the funds that I was "comfortable" at the least.Vanessa's office was in the Virginia suburbs of DC, in the Falls. "Aw come on Miss J, no one is here and we won't tell, isn't that right Devon". Devon just nodded his head unsure of what was going on. Before I could catch myself, I said "ok, just this once" and with that I stood up and bent over for a few seconds. The boys both smiled. "Kind of hard to get a good view with that jacket you're wearing, right Devon". "That's right" Devon was finally able to say. "I did it the one time now you need to finish your work". "Please Miss J, you're the only good thing.