"I'll be along in a minute" I responded, "I'm justputting on my heels." The two 'girls' tottered off to the front door ofthe Club and, after giving th...m time to get ahead of me, I stepped out ofthe car, took a deep breath, and pressed the lock button on my remote.This was it. Did I have the courage to step through the door of the Club?Well only one way to find out.I walked slowly down the road. The surface was a bit uneven and I had totake care where I placed my feet in my unaccustomed high. There were no "bad" consequences for us or others. When I got later involved with my future husband, the relation with my brother returned to "normal" and we soon also went our separate ways geographically.On the other hand I can not recommend to anybody to get light-hearted into such intimate relations. Society is rather unforgiving in such matters and the moral punishment is usually swift and without mercy. Once discovered, it can effectively destroy a whole family including friends, husbands. I found out through therapy later, that I was blaming myself for our lack of sex, and fantasizing that she should punish me for our poor sex life. This was all subconscious. In the third year of marriage (1977), I finally acted on this fantasy. I had to do something.One night, I tried to convince Maxine to make love to me. She was not in the mood, so on an impulse, I handed her my belt, got on my hands and knees, and asked her to hit me a few times on the ass. She looked at me curiously, but. I was just about halfway round when I came across a huge house with entrance security gates, I got out and pressed the buzzer and waited, I pressed the buzzer again and a young girl asked who it was, I told her I had a parcel for her she pressed the buzzer and let me in.I drove along a huge drive to a huge house, I knocked on the door and a young girl in a bathrobe answerered, she appoligised for keeping me waiting but was in the shower, she asked me to come in whilst she checked the parcel, I.