”She told him “You are one hole behind me. I’m on 7, you’re on 6.” He thanked her and continued playing golf.On the back nine he got lost ag...in.He saw the same lady and went to her again kind of embarrassed. “I’m sorry to bother you again but I’m lost again, can you please tell me what hole I’m on.”She told him “You are one hole behind me. I’m on 14. You are on 13.”Again, he thanked her and continued playing golf.When he finished he saw her in the clubhouse. He went up to her and asked if he. We had bought the house with the notion of making a workshop for her upholstering business. I had agreed to be her deliveryman -- and to help her with her business, so long as I didn’t have to sew anything. To date she hadn’t taken on so much work to make it obtrusive.I went to bed alone. I have no idea how late it was when Sarah wrapped thing up in the shop. When morning came she was asleep beside me.I headed to the shop to survey the situation. The five- piece sectional was finished, done in. "Which isn't fair, but that's the way I want it." Fuck fair. We're trying to figure out how to keep what we have alive and well, not be fair." Will you be faithful?" Before I answer that question, let me tell you how I want it between us." I thought you'd already told me. You think sexual fidelity is silly." No, I said sexual fidelity as the cornerstone for a relationship is silly. Sexual fidelity isn't silly. It's imperative. It's part of the honesty that must flow between two people who love. ‘All done Baby?’ she asked. Oscar nodded breathlessly but didn’t speak. ‘Okay,’ she said and then got up from the bed. ‘Now I’ve got a meeting to get to, so I’m leaving.’ She gathered up her panties and pulled them on and then looked around. ‘Where’s my dress?’ she asked. ‘It’s in the hall,’ Oscar said, his breath beginning to return. ‘Oh,’ she said and then stepped through the door and disappeared around the corner. She reappeared a couple of seconds later, her hands smoothing the dress over.