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Joanna, standing near the table with a ladle in her hand, was angry again, and again her anger was directed at her husband Howard. He was just standing in the doorway of the small kitchen in the house, holding the axe in his hands and wiping sweat from his forehead.
- Howard, I am not going to live here anymore, this is the limit! - she hissed and continued to beat the soup with a ladle - This is too much. I can't live like this!
Howard silently sighed. He understood that Joanna's life two weeks ago was completely different, but he couldn't do anything, she couldn't do anything and their situation was hopeless.
- Why are you silent?! - she looked at him, - I hate this place, the smells, the food, the people. Everything is wrong here, and especially this. - she waved her arms showing her body. - I'm still a woman, a woman, Howard! - Joanna began to scream. - I want my dick back! I hate these stupid breasts! I hate these damn dresses! And this long hair ... ugh - Joanna stopped for a minute looking at a ladle. - Howard, are you hungry? - she asked him calmly, smiling.
- Yes, I'm starving, but not for food - he muttered with a sigh, looking at his wife with lust.
Joanna dropped a ladle onto the table, then came closer to Howard, on the way removing her hair from a bun and shaking them over her face with a head movement, looking at her husband with a look full of surprise and fear.
- Oh no, no! Not again! I hate it. - she said with disgust, but nevertheless began to kiss Howard's mouth passionately. - Damn ... it ... thing! - she hissed between kisses, meaning the chip in their skulls, which allowed them to communicate with locals in their native language, but at the same time gave them a lot of trouble. This device worked on a subconscious level, 'helped' to behave according to their new life situations and prevented them from doing something that could disrupt history. So, it's very easy for them to behave naturally in everyday life, but it doesn't mean that they like everything they have to do.
- Jo ... - Howard called her, touching her hair and face with his hands. - You're so beautiful - he whispered to her ear, pulling his hand under the hem of her skirt and gently squeezing her buttocks, make Joanna shiver with pleasure.
- Fu... How... - she moaned. - Hate... this ... I ... h... - Joanna whispered in pleasure between her moans, while Howard lifted her and put her on the kitchen table, lifting her skirts and exposing his dick. - Oh, I'm going crazy - she muttered with closed eyes and leaned back with her palms on the tabletop, cursing the chip, but enjoying every minute, although she didn't admit it even to herself.
