There was some applause and some comments. "Nice legs!","Pretty pink knickers!", "Sexy stockings!"...As I cleared up in the kitchen I could hear them ...alking and laughing,but couldn't make out what was being said. I heard them getting readyto leave and went back out of the kitchen. "Thanks, dear. A lovelyevening," said one, "and see you next weekend." After they'd gone mywife explained that we were invited over to the house of one of ourguests next Saturday. "You won't have to cook, but they. "That's Jim. He just got out of Princeton; actually graduated. I'm a junior at Rutgers, business school." Both young men were fairly pale, but both were lean and well muscled with broad shoulders and taut stomachs. Vixen was almost sure they had what she needed. She had just a brief thought that perhaps they were queer, but shook her head and that disappeared. She knew the lustful look in this boy's eyes; she had seen it many times.Her mind wandered back to the first time she enjoyed a young. "Fraid you aren't going to be quite as handsome with that new bend in your beak." He chuckled at what he must have considered a joke.Sounding stupid, even to myself, I asked, "My wife?" Yes, and I must say she is quite lovely. I have never seen a wife as dedicated as her. She has been here almost all day, every day. Sitting by your side, reading to you from a novel. The nurse said she went to the hotel to get some sleep just before I came in to bring you out of the coma." How soon can I. I wanted to keep to my promise to myself from yesterday. I wanted to give her only happy memories. She reached up and took hold of my chin. She gently, so gently, turned my face to hers. She saw it. ‘You’re crying,’ she said, a note of concern and a note of sadness coloring her sweet voice. That did it. The tears that had been filling my eyelids began streaming down my cheeks. I pointed out to the sea with one hand, holding her with the other. It took me a moment or two to get enough control to.