"What do you mean?" My face, it's changing! What did you do?" Oh Christ, okay Paul, relax. I have an idea what's happened stay put and I'll get Anne t... come over and help." Anne! She mustn't find out what happened between us!" The voice virtually screamed down the line."If I'm right, she is the only one who can help. Stay where you are. We'll be over in half an hour." She hung up, well, so much for keeping it quiet, she thought. Now the shit will really hit the fan. She quickly dialled Anne's. By the time Sunday came around and with-itMichael's weekly squash game with Rod, a colleague of his from theoffice, the poor man was almost exhausted and, predictably he sufferedthe heaviest loss he'd ever had. After the game, the two friends wentfor a pint, as they always did but Michael went home after just one,which was something he never did.As he neared his house Michael prayed that Jenny was as tired he was butwhen he walked through the front door she seemed even more excited andanimated. That day though would mark the beginning of something new entirely. We had finished our work for the day and there was plenty of time before anyone else would be home. We'd sat together on the couch and turned on the tv. She fell back into my arms and held on to the remote, channel surfing as I held on to her. She was flipping from one channel to the next trying to find something we'd both enjoy. My attention, though, was entirely on her. As she surfed my hand made its way from her hip to her. We show him one of our guide forms and he looks and tells this could be what she needs so we describe what we might do while he is away on a work trip, A wide grin on his face he mutters he would like a video if possible. A day later we get a call and arrange to meet on Friday but the wife goes to meet her at work to give her a diet guide to follow several days before, then shows her the first page watching her wiggle in her seat then sign at the bottom. Huda remarks that dancing for us would.