It was located about an hour from where we lived but we had hopes the drive would be well worth it. It was a fairly big place as we found a table off ...n the back. The table sat a little ways from the stage and dance floor but we didn’t care. We each had a drink while we listened to some of the old tunes. We talked about the old days on how we met and the good times we had dating. We hadn’t talked to each other like this in years. We had been there about an hour when a very good looking young. Settling onto my side facing her, I closed my eyes and tried to stop thinking. The small kiss I gave Martha reminded me of Ronnie's friendly kiss as she bid us goodnight earlier. I still felt Ronnie's thin, lipsticked, warm, sticky lips on my cheek. A mild horniness sprang from nowhere and spread with a vague tingle through my tired body. This was a new feeling, purely physical and seemingly unalloyed with any emotion. I wondered if the yeast and the bellyful of vitamins were responsible. I. When she finished there was rapturous applause. The company was about to descend on her but then they saw her rise and turn to a solitary figure half way back in the stalls."Beautiful," said Timermat. "Not quite as good as 'The Moonlight' but beautiful. I think you should play 'The Moonlight' tomorrow night." I can't," she whispered shyly looking at her feet."There is no such word as can't. Please, Miss Morris, play for me tomorrow night."Court moved forward to stand beside her."What is all. He grabbed me by the hair, pushing me face down onto the bed and took me again from the rear. He was hurting me, but I wanted to be hurt, wanted to be punished for what I had done to him.Afterwards, I lay in bed weaving a fantasy in which this adventure rekindled our marriage. We had our first serious talk about sex. For the next week it was like we were on our honeymoon again. We had sex every night. We watched porn together. We masturbated for each other. John discovered he liked giving me.