By the time i was 10, dad and her had got divorced, and he disappeared off somewhere, leaving me with mum. In the next 7 years, I barely saw my mum sp...ak to a man, she certainly didn't go on dates, and for a while I thought nothing of it. After I lost my virginity at 15 however, I started to think about it more, and how mum could go without the sweet release of sex for so long. When I was left in the house on my own, I would start to look for things to see if she did infact have dates or a sex. That night, as we got ready for bed, Rebecca placed a sweet spaghettistrap, knee length nightie on our bed. "Wear this," she said, when Ihad come out of the bathroom. "And then cuddle up with me in bed. Ineed to feel you near me."So I did and we did. But cuddle is all we did. We didn't have sex.Rebecca pointed out, gently but firmly that she wasn't a lesbian, and ifI was a girl, well, we could be intimate, but it was hard for her toimagine how that would lead to sex. I don't know whether. ‘You brought it up. Is she young?’ The floorboard squeaked again in my husband’s retreat. I did not need another answer. ‘How often do you see her?’ He cleared his throat. ‘Just once, like I told you. She doesn’t mean anything to me. It was an accident.’ I laughed. It was sharp and throaty. It wasn’t my laugh. I could feel my husband wince. I tried to clasp a string of pearls around my throat. My hands wouldn’t cooperate. ‘Why did you tell me? Why now?’ I banged my open palm down on the vanity. What package? What was she talking about? Ted noted thelittle box on his desk. He'd thought this was some sort of work thing...itwas too small to be a CD,though. "I see a box on my desk,Cel. Do youmean this little..." "White box, yes. Ted, you really should readthe note, you only have eleven minutes left,sweetheart." What? Ted openedthe box and found a key on a ring and a note. The note said: "Dear Ted Here is the key to your chastity belt.I don't really feel like watching you sweat and.