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I missed the peace we’d enjoyed at Planet Nine, but watching Victor hold his sister’s hand while she slept gave me a warm feeling deep inside. The constant reminder of my boyfriend’s loving, nurturing behavior reinforced a growing love.
I was also constantly aroused by his strength as a man, and I leaked arousal like silken gossamer that coated my gusset. I changed panties once while we visited, frowning disgustingly at myself when I popped a damp pair into a ziplock bag I brought for that purpose.
After a couple of hours of vigil at Caprica’s bedside, holding her hand, he stood up and stepped away. We continued watching for another ten minutes until we were sure she slept soundly.
“Are Clara and Hazel still here, Mom?”
“Yes. Their husbands arrived as well, so they are taking this situation seriously. Is it time to stir up the hornet’s nest?”
“I think so.”
“I’m right with you, son.”
I heard two wives and their husband’s angry chatter from the hallway outside the drawing room, but everyone was instantly quietened when Victor casually strolled in. Their husbands looked intensely hostile and were especially directing their ire at me.