' 'I will not. No way. No way I'm going to the bathroom with you watching.' I was finally ready to start alluding to my sex motives. ... 'Who said anything about watching? But I will if you want.' She was fully into the bathroom and standing before the shitter with her back to it now. The seat was down. I never left the ring exposed. Women hated that, and for some reason I didn't cotton to it either. It had something to do with being civilized, in our everyday lives, I. She asked if I wanted a beer and I said “Sure.” She sat down at the table next to me and said she was going to get cleaned up, and asked if I wanted to take a shower. I said sure and she showed me to the shower and gave me a towel. She walked out and left the door opened just a few inches and I stripped and got in the shower.I was so horny I started jerking off. I heard the door creek when she came in and said she was going to wash my clothes for me.I could see her through the clear glass. She said that she will change and asked me to loose the knots. I loosed while losing I mistakenly harshly with my sharp nails I cut her blouse and bra. The nail went in and started to bleed but the bra fell down and she felt pain and shouted . I said I am sorry. She held her bra and blouse. And asked me to stop bleeding. I was checking for loath. Then the tailor turned her to himself and sucked the blood. I was shocked. He said sorry and she said ok. She asked driver to stop the car she has to. In spite of it all, somehow Nancy saw something in me that nobody else saw. A real human being that was hurting and didn't know how to handle it. She showed me love and helped me out of my downhill alcoholic spiral. Nancy did more for me than anyone else in my life ever had. I vowed to myself that I would do anything I could for her. Since our marriage, I always made it a point to be a good provider. To keep Nancy comfortable in any way I could. Alas, all too often that has meant providing her.