We stood there clumped together under the shower, the volcanic water keeping us warm. I was sandwiched between Phobos in the front and Deimos hanging on my back. Phobos said, “Husband, you are too lenient with Bruno.” “Ya, Master, you let the bastard off too easy!” chimed in Deimos, indignantly. Phobos leant in and kissed … Continue reading Chapter 6