. Marie!" Wrong again, Mr. Naivete," said Clarence. "She was named in your divorce as correspondent and she lost her job. YOU, on the other hand, stil... have your executive position, can well afford the ridiculous amounts of alimony and child support, and not once did you ever seek to find out how Marie was getting along!" Did it ever occur to you that Marie has had feelings for you, almost from the moment she met you, but out of respect for your marriage did she keep those feelings to herself. “Sounds fine to me. You know how I feel about these English country pubs? They just don’t make them like this up North.” I told her. “Great. The Wheat Sheaf is just a five-minute walk from here. You’ll like it.” “I’ve been pretty selfish, hogging you like this, haven’t I? I guess you’d like to see some of your friends?” I conceded. “Its not that. I really don’t know to many people around the village. Between Uni, Sixth Form College, gap year, I’ve hardly lived here.” She said. “Well, we. . who... ?" Yeah, you know, Lesbians... ?" I don't know... ?" Well... I wouldn't be surprised..."In the end, Susan had gone to work at The Camera's Eye, because she could earn more money there, it was necessary. If Ron were to finish up the work on his Doctorate, it was up to her to help him get it. Some of the grants in aid had been withdrawn from the University, and it was a hard decision for Ron and Susan to make. Her husband was already well into his course work, his Thesis subject selected. He was wearing a fairly tight T-shirt and his nipples were very obvious as was the considerable bulge in his jeans. “I said, I’m obviously attracted to and turned on by you and you seem to feel the same about me.” We talked openly about our sex histories. We were both in monogamous relationships with strictly heterosexual women. We both had thought of having sex with men without our partner’s knowledge and we each confided that we’d had one previous male partner. My previous partner, Alan, was.