Kryner smiled rubbing her belly, "Soon, I'll see our little bundle." He grinned as he then turned to the table and asked for some sugar in his bowl. The two soon slunk off back into the study and Kryner chuckled, "So shall you go first or me? I'll go first." He said as he figured she'd be great at getting him to not worry so much about the boat ride home. With a smile on his face he laid down on the couch with his head propped up on a pillow and a grin on his face, "Ok baby whatcha gonna make me do this time?" He grinned as he folded his hands over his belly and got all snug for her.<br/><br/>James kinda figured and hoped it'd be easy going and since Charles wasn't any stranger, it was now clear that he was very much a driven man. James liked driven young men with hormones those often were his best workers and clients, with that in mind James saw that the other two were going to be going off to do other things so he approached Charles with Celeste by his side. "Charles thank you for breakfast, can we uh... have a word with you?" Charles had just gotten done putting the dishes away and turned himself to face them.<br/><br/>"In my personal office," He said moving them into the room with the desk and as they moved he whispered in Celeste's ear. "You feel comfortable with this evening? I'm just making sure this won't cause hassle." He said patting her hand. "Just tell him you're willing and what you honestly feel." James whispered before he opened the door and closed it, "Charles, I have a request, man to man. I am not the man I use to be, quite literally and so I've run into some trouble. I need your help with satisfying my most personal interest." He then gestured to Celeste. Charles blinked,<br/>"Wait what?" He asked confused,<br/>"I want to know if you can keep a secret since she's my wife I love her more than anything and right now we have some growing pains in our most recent change in anatomy. So, here is a test and a request, can you wear a condom and give my wife someone to look at while I make love to her?" Charles was left flabberghasted and scratched his head, his eyes glancing over her just like usual,<br/>"I mean... uh this is so sudden I mean. She's beautiful but I mean why do you need my help?" James looked him square,<br/>"Well as you could try and humor me with... it's not easy for a mother to have sex with a man that looks... exactly like the boy she raised from birth and carried for nine months. Now where we come from it's discouraged to fuck your own sons, but I'm not her son I'm James Costigne, but obviously we're a special case. Can you help me or no?" Charles looked to Celeste and he spoke<br/>"It doesn't sound much like helping you sir, rather helping your wife. So I'll ask her, Miss Celeste, do you want me to help you?"