And, if the clothes, hardly worn, are going to a good cause. She will accept this quirk that Donald seems to need. And to be honest, all of the outfi...s he has been dressing her in do make her feel so different than the bland wardrobe she wore until meeting this man of her dreams.As Donald begins the fashion show on the laptop, seeing these wonderful possibilities before her, Emma does begin to drip for some reason. ‘Is she now a clothes horse,’ she wonders. But her wetness against Donald’s. .. you know... touching?" Boys and girls touching?" Sammi nodded. "It happens." But isn't that... doesn't that..." Jeannette trailed off, her face red."Sometimes there's more than just touching," Sammi added.Today had been a perfect example. They'd been in the shower after gym and Brad Wilkes had gotten an erection. This sometimes happened with the kids who had Sex Ed later in the day. There'd been much giggling about it from the girls, and a few suggestions about what they could do about. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't. .. two rocks. I didn’t hear a thing until I had to pee at 5 or so.”“You must have covered me then. I threw off the sheet last night I was warm.”“I did. I saw the red sky of dawn and I’m not sure what was more beautiful, that or the back of your beautiful body laying there.” I admitted to her.“On my stomach showing my best side?” She asked, to which I just smiled.“Guys love my ass. Frankie loved my ass.” She said swallowing hard making me think this would be the end of her freedom from his.