“Yes, but after that? Next week? Next month? Next year?”“I can’t predict the future and neither can you,” she said. “So when you finish yo...r ice cream, you are taking me home and fucking me unconscious. Period. No arguments.”December 7, 1991, Milford, OhioBethany sighed deeply when we disentangled on Saturday morning. I knew the feeling, as I’d very much enjoyed the warmth of her naked body next to mine. I climbed out of bed, put on my robe, and went to take a shower. Ten minutes later, I was. She wasn’t doing anything wrong.Donna fixed herself fast before the cop walked over to her.“Officer, is there a problem? Donna asked the officer confused.“Your tail light is out and I see you’re just parked in the shoulder. Are you having car problems?”“I just was feeling a little sick and needed to pull over. I didn’t realize my tail light was out.”The officer shined the light on Donna and noticed that her nipples were rock hard and that her skirt was wet. He just smiled at her and licked his. “What? It’s what you want. It’s what you always wanted. I just wasn’t ready.”“That’s not why I broke up with you,” I said gently. “I told you the reason, and it’s not that.”“Church?” she laughed derisively. “Seriously? You want me to believe that when I refused to go to the motel, that was OK, but when I refused to go to your dumb church, that wasn’t OK? I’m not dumb, Mike.”I took a deep breath and let it out.“No, you aren’t. But in this case, you are mistaken. I DO want to, but if you’ll never. Actually Early made the rule but with a wifely nudge from me he probably wasn't even aware of.We didn't undress in front of one another, mores the pity, as I was now unaccountably shy to show my body to him. Small changes in our routine were caused by the difficulty to communicate, such as our now splitting our shower times. I showered in the evening, while Early was undressing and climbing into bed. He showered in the morning as I dressed and put on my make-up. These were small things, but.