"Jade, it is time to get out," Aris told me. I sat up, instantly awake. "What is with this hot tub?" I asked him, "It always puts me to sleep." "It is just me helping you relax," he answered. We both stood up. He got out first, then helped me out. We both put on robes and sat down at the table. He handed me a lit cigarette, then lit his own. I slumped back in the chair and smoked in silence. When we finished our cigarettes, he asked if I would like for him to build a fire in the living room. I agreed and we went to the living room. I sat on the sofa and watched as he built a fire. The fire roared to life. He waited for it to die down and got the blanket out of the closet. He sat down, pulled me over to lean on him and covered us both with the blanket.

"Are you tired?" he asked. "A little," I answered, "you?" "A little," he answered, "I am going to push you to sleep." "Okay," I agreed. I felt a gentle push. My eyelids got heavy and I fell asleep.

'Jade, we are going to sleep walk,' Aris called to me. I sat up and looked at him. He was already standing, naked. "You're not going to chop off your arm again, are you?" I asked. "No," he smiled, "I will not be chopping anything off." I got up. "You have never seen me shift. I am going to show you, so that you will not be frightened if it happens," he explained. "Okay," I agreed, changing into a pink nightgown.

"Why did you start wearing nightgowns?" he asked. "Ripley said he prefers them," I told him, "I can change if you don't like it." "I like it," he stopped me, "you look beautiful." "Thank you."

He took my hand and led me to the kitchen. I glanced back and noticed our sleeping forms on the sofa, sleeping peacefully. He had me sit in a kitchen chair. "I thought that you can't just show me," I told him, " I thought that we had to make love." "We are going to," he replied. "While they are here cleaning?" I asked, hesitantly. "They will not see us, only our sleeping bodies in the living room," he explained. "Will we see them?" I asked, "I don't know if I can." "I will make it to where you can not see them," he answered.

He went to the refrigerator and got out a bottle of wine. He poured two glasses and brought them to the table. "Drink this," he handed one to me, "It will only affect your sleepwalking form. You will wake up completely sober with no hangover." I took a drink. The wine was sweet and went down smoothly. I immediately felt a buzz. "That is some strong stuff," I told him. "I know," he answered taking a drink of his, "It will help us to loosen up." "Are you going to get drunk too?" I asked. "A little bit," he answered, smiling, "Drink yours slow." I don't know how to drink slow. He tossed his back and poured himself some more. He sat in the chair next to me. I took a sip. "That is right. Just sip it," he encouraged me. Why didn't he just say that to begin with?

He gulped his down and poured himself some more. I took another sip, really feeling the alcohol now. This is some strong wine. Usually I can drink at least a glass before I start feeling buzzed. "This is really good," I commented, "and strong." He gulped his again and poured some more. "Why are you getting drunk?" I asked. "Not drunk, just buzzed," he said, "It makes me nervous having them here too." "We don't have to," I started. "I want to," he cut me off, "you do to. I can feel it." "I do," I admitted, "We could wait, though." "We have waited long enough," he answered, a little bit of frustration in his voice.

"I didn't think that anything made you nervous," I told him, "you're always so calm and in control." He just stared at me for a minute, then, "Jade, you make me nervous." "I do?" I asked, disbelieving, "Why?" "You are so quiet," he answered, "I read your mind because I have to. To make sure that I have not offended or hurt you. Even then, I still do not know sometimes." He paused for a minute, then, "You are really good at making yourself unreadable. No one else, that I have encountered, can do it like you. It is like you just turn off the negative thoughts." "I don't know how to change that," I told him. "Do not change," he told me, "I do it too. I just need to become more accustomed to you."

"You don't really make me nervous," I told him, "I mostly just feel safe with you." "That is good to know," he replied, "When do you not feel safe with me?" "Last night, you scared me when you chopped your hand off," I answered, "it was so unexpected. I thought that you had lost your mind. After you explained, I felt better, but there for a few minutes I was really worried." "I sensed that. I am sorry that I scared you. I will try to explain better first, from now on," he replied.

"I don't think that we should make love like this. If we are having to drink because they are here, we shouldn't do it," I told him, "let's just wait until they leave." "Okay," he agreed. "I don't ever want to do it because I feel like I have to," I explained. "Ripley and I did not make you feel like you had to?" he asked. "No," I answered, "even though, I know that you were feeling pressured." "I waited until I thought we were both ready," he told me, "despite the pressure." "Thank you for that," I told him, "What is the next pressure?" "To have an heir," he answered, "again, we will do that when you are ready and no sooner." "How will you know when I am ready?" I asked. "I will wait for you to tell me," he answered.

I yawned. "Are you getting groggy?" he asked. "Yes," I answered. "Time to go lay back down," he stood up. I stood up. He took my hand and led me back to the living room. We both laid back down with our sleeping forms. It was so warm and comfortable. I drifted back to sleep.

"Jade," it was Ripley saying my name softly, "I am leaving and I would like to say goodbye." I opened my eyes. He was bent down looking into my eyes. I sat up. Aris was still asleep. Or pretending to be, anyway. I wrapped my arms around Ripley's neck and planted a big wet smacker right on his lips. He opened his mouth and it sort of turned into a make out session. "Alright you two. At least let me leave first," Aris moved to get up. "That's what you get for pretending to be asleep," I told him, releasing Ripley, "next time you'll know better." "I think we have ourselves a little spitfire here," Ripley announced. "That we do," Aris agreed. "Which one of you is going to take on the daunting task of taming me?" I asked. "Neither," they both answered in unison. I hugged Aris, "so you like it?" "I wouldn't change a thing about you," he answered.

Aris and I both changed into sweat suits and followed Ripley to the kitchen. Lia had made lunch for us. There were sandwiches, chips, fruits and carrots with dip. "We are going, but we will leave this out for you," Lia told us, "Are you okay with clean up?" "That's fine, thank you ladies," Aris told them. They put their dishes in the dishwasher and put everything in the kitchen away. All that was left for us is what is on the table. I walked to Ripley, "Thank you for coming." I hugged him and gave him a kiss on the cheek, "I'll see you tomorrow." "Shopping!" Lia squealed, "the girls will be so excited." I smiled at her, "I'm excited myself." "Me too," Lia agreed. "Me too," Ripley piped in. "Sure you are," Lia told him, disbelieving.

After they left, Aris led me to the kitchen table and pulled a chair out for me. I sat down and he sat to my left. I ate a sandwich and chips, then some carrots with ranch dip. Then I started on the fruit. First I had strawberries. They were so good I held one up to Aris, "try this. It's so good." He took a bite, "That is good." We repeated with grapes and cantaloupe. "Will you peel me an orange?" I asked. He picked an orange out and peeled it for me. It was delicious. I held a slice up to him and he took it between his teeth. "It tastes so much better when you hand it to me," he told me. I handed him another slice, then a strawberry. "You need to eat too," he protested when I tried to hand him a grape. I popped it in my mouth. I proceeded to fill up on fruit and more carrots with dip. Then I sat back in my chair, "I can't eat anymore." I waited while he finished.

When he finished, he started clean up. I didn't ask. I just started taking leftovers to the island. I plastic wrapped the two remaining sandwiches and put the remaining fruit and carrots into their specific containers. I put it all in the refrigerator. I took the emptied platters to Aris, got a wet dishtowel and wiped off the island. He had already cleared the table so I wiped down the surface. He finished loading the dishwasher, then got the broom and dustpan and started sweeping the floor. I wiped down the counters around the dishwasher.

I hopped up on the island to sit and wait. He finished sweeping then got out a Swiffer mop and started mopping the floor. "Jade, would you like to start a bath?" he stopped and asked when he was about halfway done with the floor. "A warm bath?" I asked. "Yes," he smiled, "A warm bath." "Okay," I hopped down off of the island and went upstairs.

I went straight to the bathroom and turned on the water. I got the toiletries out of the closet and sat them by the bathtub. I put bubble bath in, got undressed and went into the bathtub. I went under to wet my hair, then came back up and floated. The warm water felt excellent. I can't believe that I liked the cold baths so much. I wonder why. I am going to have to ask Aris. After floating for a while, I sat up wondering where Aris was. I heard the shower running. I washed and conditioned my hair, then quickly washed my body. I let the water out of the tub and got out. I crept to the shower. I opened the door and got in. He was standing in cold water. I slid my arms around his waist from behind. He stiffened, then relaxed.

He turned around to face me. I saw pain on his face. I reached up and put my hand on his cheek, "What's wrong?" He looked down at himself. I stepped back and looked down. His penis was enlarged, twice the size as normal when fully erect, and glowing red. "I am shifting and I can not stop it," he told me, "I am afraid that I will hurt you." I touched it with my finger and it twitched, "Can i?" "Please do," he pleaded. I put my hand on it and he groaned. I started running my fingers up and down the length of it. He put his hand up on the side of the shower to steady himself. His skin started turning bright red. He was clearly fighting it, but losing. I withdrew my hand, "Aris, just let it happen. It's okay. You won't scare me."

"If you do not change into this too, I will hurt you," he grunted out. My fingers started turning the same shade of red. Then my arms. I looked down at myself. I was turning red. My hair hung dripping, over my shoulders and down my breasts in black waves. I looked at his red face. His eyes were glowing red, his hair too was black. We both made our crowns visible.