She Was You

Pharai

"Could you both at least be decent enough to not look like you had sex?" Hathor seethed as Suetekh and I walked down the hallway to whatever mysterious room their shabtis led us too.

It was the first time I had seen my mother look genuinely irritated. Her hands were firmly on her curvy hips and her face twisted in complete distaste. I did not understand the anger. The gods so far had been very forthcoming with me enjoying my sex life, what changed in these circumstances?

"And who said we had sex?" Suetekh folded his large arms over his strong chest. His skin despite him insisting gods did not sweat was covered in the sheen layer of perspiration. His maroon hair tangled and stuck up in all kinds of directions. The wrap he had around his waist hanging extremely lowly that with a tug it would reveal his still very prominent erection.