Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-25808351-20191216100512/@comment-44464716-20191219150800

For a moment, I just close my eyes; almost instinctively trying to hold back tears. It pains me to hear her worry like this. I know I have to say something. I can't promise her I'll return, as that's out of my hands. But I know I have to say something.

When I look back at her to respond, I happen to notice the calendar out of the corner of my eye: I have to leave by 8:00pm, and it's only 8:00am. "I don't have to leave for another twelve hours" I point out. My Inari wife looks back at the clock.

"Oh. I must have misread it yesterday." I smile a little, both in humour and a little relief, as I still have more time with my wife before I have to leave. I look at my wife; her beautiful red hair, her perfect freckled face, her... etc., and even her ears; taking in every detail; knowing that, after I leave, I may never see any of it again.

My wife turns back to me and reaches for the seem of her kimono. "Since we still have this last bit of time together," She says with a gleam in her eye; in these five years we've been married, I've only known that gleam to mean one thing, "Let's make these last hours..." she continues as she slowly disrobes, "...Memorable."

For a moment, I can do naught but stand there; taking in her beauty as she stands before me. I am just as speechless as I always am when she does this. After the moment passes, I completely agree to the idea. Using both her arms and her tails, she takes off my armour in record-time. We make love for the next twelve hours.

When it's done, I am once again adorned in my armour. Before she can ask me again to promise to come back, I kiss her, and I tell her I'll do everything I can, and no matter what, at least we had those twelve hours together.