I’d hate for you to misinterpret or misunderstand what I meant by me being ‘newly selfish’. Because this doesn’t mean I was blind to Dave’s ...eeds and what he did and didn’t want to do. My marriage and love for Dave was still the bedrock of my everyday life, and even though I was hungry to explore, I’d never want to do anything which I knew would hurt him or be difficult for him.But luckily for me, Dave seemed as keen as I was to explore this new world that was opening up in front of us. Maybe I. Thattime when taste was his precursor to normal the mint products that hefavored were just as magnified to a level that was as nauseating in itsown way as the rot had been.That was definitely a learning curve. Anymore he was good on his oralhygiene. Something he had let slip since his return to being singleafter his divorce. It just didn't seem that important when he had nointention of allowing another into the realm of his personal spaceagain. And until his recent bout with heightened senses. She looked so wonderful lying there with the sheet covering part of her. I lean down and kissed her, thinking how lucky I was to have her here. I kissed and then licked her ear, running my tongue into it."Oh!" she said, suddenly coming awake."Good morning," I said and smiled."Is it morning already?" she asked, sleepily."Yes, it's time to get ready for church," I answered."Oh! Okay," she answered, and sat up and stretched. She looked as wonderful as she had yesterday morning. It was when she got. Nothing else happened. After breakfast Mom went up to her room to sack out as usual.Clayton and I didn’t talk about what happened, afterward. The following Tuesday morning however, I woke after Clayton once again. I showered and trooped downstairs, eager to see what Clayton got Mom to do this time. I found her nude, serving Clayton a plate of eggs and bacon. She served me some too, then herself. I was a little shocked but I sat and ate. Mom sat on the edge of her chair, facing Clayton to.