“I sort of see what you’re saying,” Kate responded slowly. “It just seems sort of alien to me. But I suppose we are what we are. Do you have a girlfriend?”
“No. Although if we’d spent longer together than my tour of duty and I was no longer bound to the Ministry, I could easily fall for a nurse at one of the clinics.”
“Who was she?”
“Her name was Zoë. She was a lot of fun. She was also a lot like you which is perhaps why I took to her so well in the first place.”
Kate smiled. “Still the same smooth talker I see.” But she was secretly pleased.
“I have to start work on Monday. If you’re free today, let’s go for a picnic.”
Kate considered it, “Why not?”
We packed a hamper and set off for our favourite spot. It wasn’t too far away. A secluded hideaway surrounded by a tangle of low shrubs and vegetation on three sides with tall trees forming a bower overhead. The open side looked out to sea above a steep cliff. As far as we knew, nobody else had discovered it, at least the little markers we had left from our last visit were unmoved. It was quiet, anonymous, our own space.
Kate’s eyes widenened as she saw what I had included. “Studs would hardly be described as rich, but the Ministry faced with dwindling numbers and early defection from the ranks were obliged to support those remaining in a more generous style than hitherto. Our own hamper contained sandwiches and a couple of apples. The one I picked up after a phone call to a restaurant whose owner owed me a favour or two included sliced ham, tomatoes, chives, lettuce, cress, spring onions, a selection of cheeses and seaweed crackers together with an exotic paste which Otto assured me he had specially constructed, a round of freshly baked bread and two bottles of a soft white wine.
“Wow, do you eat like this every day?”
I laughed. “Not at all. Only on special occasions—and with special people.”
Kate turned and gave me a hug. “Thank you. This is a feast.”
We ate slowly watching distant sails inch along the horizon. We had both worked up good appetites as the walk although not far included a steep climb up the cliff. The food dwindled and we turned to the cheeses. I opened a second bottle of wine.
“I won’t be able to walk straight after this,” Kate giggled. We tidied up the remnants and lay back against the bole of a tree that had fallen on its side, relaxed and in a contemplative mood. “Where do you go after here?”
“We generally don’t know much in advance. Probably a large city again. That’s always hard work. Here at home, it’s not too bad, about five or so a day, often less. I’ll probably just coast along.”
“Do you enjoy it?”
“Actually I do. I never expected it but the part I like best is the social interaction. People are all different. Some are a challenge, but all are interesting. You don’t have time to get bored. If you’re lucky enough to strike a decent nurse it makes things go a lot smoother too.”
Kate thought about it. “Better you than me. I don’t think I’m cut out for non-stop intercourse.”
“Oh, it’s not as bad as that, but fortunately you’re not me so you don’t have to worry.”
“Yes I do!”
“What do you mean?” I felt alarmed.
“Only that I need to pee and…”
“Ah, you’re thinking of our house in the hay, right?”
Kate’s cheeks coloured slightly. “Well it was something special just between us. I often think about it, something we shared.”
“Well that’s okay. It was a good time wasn’t it. Let’s see if the magic still works. We positioned ourselves suitably. Like fingerprints, everyone’s smell is different and probably unique. The scent of Kate as I nuzzled against her brought back a flood of familiar memories. Kate trembled faintly. I waited, then I was drinking steadily from her.
“I remember you saying that afterwards you felt as if I was actually part of your body. I didn’t understand it at the time. What did you mean?”
“I suppose because it is an essential and unique part of you, and when it enters my body the essence of your being comes with it. That’s how it affected me anyway.”
Our conversation drifted on to other topics but presently it was my turn to need release. Kate looked at me, “I have an idea. I’d like to try it.”
“Which is?”
“Would you put it in me, and do it inside me? Maybe something similar will happen?”
“Well that’s easy enough to do.” I looked around to ensure that we were still alone. Apart from a few birds there was no other life nearby and I guessed the birds wouldn’t be too worried about what we were doing.”
Kate spread her coat on the ground. “It’s only an old one, doesn’t matter if it gets a bit wet.”
“You’d be surprised at how wet it’s likely to get!” I warned her, but Kate only laughed.
Kate lay back and I slid into her then we relaxed and loosely embraced. “I’m not feeling anything,” Kate frowned.
“Understandable,” I replied. “I haven’t started anything.”
“Well get a move on there’s a twig poking into my back and…Ohhh. Oh.” Suddenly Kate clung tightly to me. “Oh wow! that feels so amazing.” She shivered, then trembled uncontrollably.
Eventually she relaxed. “Well now that you’re already in there you might as well…”
I shook my head. I don’t think so. The little guys in there are active these days, not like our home in the hay days.”
“Oh, right.” Kate was disappointed, but decided it was better to be prudent.
“So did the pee-in-the-pocket live up to its expectations?”
Kate thought about it. “Yes, it did—if it’s something special that only we can share. But I’m curious about you. Did it taste…bad?”
“Actually no. I’m not sure if you’re aware that dogs will readily drink from humans. I don’t know the reason exactly but for me is seemed very natural and even desirable. Perhaps that also comes from my canine origins!” I laughed it off, but at the same time realised it was true. A normal human might think that with a greatly augmented sense of smell, the bad smells (to a human) would be magnified to repulsive level. But strangely enough many of the things that might smell or taste bad to an ordinary person is very acceptable to a dog, and even more strangely, to us Studs as well. Fact of life I guess.”
“So you’d do this with someone else,” Kate said slowly.
“I’m not saying I would, but the fact is that my makeup considers it to be normal and desirable. I can’t change that.”
Kate went very quiet.
“Look, this is something that is not a compulsion and something that I will only ever share with you. Peeing inside you is our secret and our bond, right?”
Kate smiled faintly. “I guess so.” She reflected a moment and smiled, “And it was nice.”
The new nurse was Janice Midland. Two Jans in the clinic, one female and the other of dubious origin. But she turned out to be okay. Aloof for a start, but willing to be friendly if you earned her respect. I try to keep onside with the nurses. They run the clinic and if they don’t like you, can make your life a misery. For a start there was the usual succession of housewives with various agendas and varying hopes and ambitions. Most wanted boys, a few girls but statistics favoured the former. Those seeking girls were more difficult to manage. I had to rely on them to seek conception two and a half to three days before ovulation and I had to mostly take their word for it that the appointment date met that requirement. One or two I had to turn away saying they had left it too late and come back next month.