’ ‘But I took your bed and everything.’ I paused. ‘You joined the RAF?’ ‘Ten years.’ She said proudly. ‘There is so much about you I d...n’t know anymore. I should have asked you all those things before I met you again.’ ‘Dave, you haven’t changed a bit. You still worry about so many inconsequential things.’ She smiled. The word ‘inconsequential’ made me look from the bathroom to the bed for some reason. Jessica saw the glance and laughed. ‘Yes, I put you in the bed. As I said, it wasn’t the. Sandy told me how happy she and Ryan had been when they had first married but how over the years their marriage had cooled and become a mere shadow of what it had started out to be. Somehow we moved onto the subject of their making love and Sandy tearfully told me that she didn't enjoy sex anymore, that she and Ryan hadn't fucked in over a year, and that she no longer had any sexual desires for him or any man. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Ryan and Sandy hadn't made love in at least a. I replied that it hurt some, especially if I tried to move. Kim put her hand on my forehead, saying I still felt a little warm. “Don’t worry, Bill” she said. “You don’t need to move at all. I’m going to take good care of you, and I’ll do all the work!” She stood up and unbuttoned her jeans, turning away from me as she did so. I stared at her shapely ass as she giggled and pulled her jeans down, wiggling out of them and letting them drop to the floor. She turned to face me as she stepped out of. “Blossom, would you please come to bed with me. I would lie to speak to the babies.”“Sure sweetie.”“What about our babies?”“Which one of you is pregnant? I don’t want to chat with an empty womb.”That set them off. They were now officially pissed. But at me instead of each other.“Look you two. Here is an option. You two get straightened out. Blossom and I talked about our options last might. If you two want a divorce, I say fuck it and move back to Houston with Blossom and go back to the band.