They had not seen each other since the Christmas holidays and had a lot of catching up to do. "So, how's your love life?" inquired Karla. "...The last time we were together you weren't seeing anyone and seemed resigned to a celibate existence. Is that still the case? All work and no play makes Carol a dull sister!" she teased. "No, thank heavens! My life has changed, and much for the better. I've been dating a guy I met at a Christmas party. I think I'm in. At one such place I met someone, a nymph like creature who reminded me of Lilly before she transitioned. All around me appeared to be surroundings like I remembered as a kid in farm country. But it had elements of difference. I was just becoming aware of parallel realities, one mimicking the other perhaps. And at the moment I was confronted with familiarity and beauty in a place feeling just a little like home.She appeared to be somewhat covered with something wet, maybe mud or silt.Without. "What happened to him?" she asked, looking down at Victor. He made a brief attempt to move again and then subsided."Aversion therapy." I nudged him, none too gently, with my toe. "He is finding out right now that he can't touch anyone in anger. It makes him sick." I paused. "Not sure what that's going to do to his sex life, because I have a funny feeling that 'in anger' pretty much describes ever sexual encounter he's been having lately." But how did—"I quieted her with a finger laid over her. I have never felt such a desire to fuck my wife. No love making – just out right bend her over and drive it home fucking. I was actually looking forward to see where this was going to take us.I arrived home a few hours later, three days before I was scheduled. Both my son and wife were surprised to see me walk in the door. I admit I was a bit let down that I did not walk into something more sinister but both were found in the kitchen. My wife was cooking dinner while my son sat at the table. I.