" She paused for a second." She paused for a second. "The usual suspects are motherhood and virginity." "Virginity?" I asked. "What has that got to do with it? Motherhood is the last subject I'd equate with virginity." "But that's just it," P'nyssa said calmly. "Because you watched me give birth, Raulie said you may have lost interest in my cunt, because any vestige, subconscious belief that I might be a virgin is gone from your mind." "Sounds like psychiatric mumbo-jumbo, coming from Raulie." "That's what I thought. The other answer is much more plausible, and fits with the way you've been feeling recently." "And that is?" "That you view me as a mother, and mother's aren't supposed to have sex. When you were staring at my teats, what did you think about?" "I thought about how big they were... and why they were big... and what they were suppos..." "Supposed to be for?" she asked, smiling. "Hands off, they're for the babies?" "Something like that," I said, shaking my head and smiling simultaneously. She stood up and reached down a mitten towards me. I took it and she helped me to my feet. "Where are we going?" "I've been making some changes to the bedroom. Come down with me; I want to talk to you in private. Dave, you have your instructions." "I do, Miss Traken." She led me downstairs to the bedroom and through that into the bathroom. She opened the shower door and led me inside. "Take off your clothes and hand them to me," she said. I sighed softly and did as she asked. "Now get the shower started, set to the temperature you like. I'll join you in a second." I sighed and dialed the temperature up quite high; I had once almost scalded myself with the intense temperatures I enjoyed. A few minutes passed and the shower door opened. I turned. And my jaw fell to the floor. P'nyssa was wearing a soaking wet one-piece cut of silk lingerie, bright white but for the fact that it was soaking wet and her dark-blue fur was showing through. Her breasts were still confined within her outfit, but they were pushed up by an underwire bra that was part of the lingerie. She smiled. "Do you like it?" "You have to ask?" I replied, crossing the stall to grab her in my arms and embrace her. |