“Rosie I so want to make love to you too. But not here.” I extended my hand, helped her sit up, looked into her eyes, and told her, “I have the ...erfect place to make love. Let’s pick up our stuff, drive back to the station. I’ll ask my boss for the afternoon off. He’ll say yes because he owes me a bunch of time off.” She agreed, and asked, “Were we could go?” “I know the owner of a nice motel, one that has exotic rooms. I’m sure he’d let us use one. I save him a lot of money fixing his cars.”. It took me three days to screw up my courage to try it again and this time I was too late because she had already rinsed her hair. Damned, double-damned!A week later I was finally successful. I snuck into her room and saw that the bathroom door was already open. When I peeked around the corner I could see mom's outline through the shower curtain and saw that she was washing her hair. I stood as still as a rock and waited. I closed my eyes and I could imagine what she was going to look like. We went to the group of young men, 'Billy come with us', and he jumped up and shuffled towards us, like a proverbial penguin, the way a c***d does when they are not sure of their reception, or like I do with a pair of ankle restraints when entertaining guests in our local swingers club.'Take his hand Roxanne', and I took the other, and together we led him off to a quiet clearing in the bushes, 'Here is fine, we shall not be disturbed', I said, and without any further ado, I took Billy's head in. ?As a means of underlining my words, I lift the metal cage imprisoning his defeated manhood before releasing it to fall back upon the full balls that have only just left the grasp of my brown hand that becomes ever more proprietorial with each passing hour of his wife’s new? regime.?In her own way she still cares for you,? I go on, ?but you must get used to the idea that you will never be a husband or a man to her in the truest sense of the word again. If you wish to continue knowing the.