The night I am going to tell you about was a New Year celebration in a hotel where we were also checked in for the night. Being a New Year celebration... we were in that kind of mood when we finally went up to our room, but by no means drunk. We both new what we had in mind: we would be in a sex act of increasing intensity for two if not three hours. It's that ideal phase in a relationship where both partners have the certainty of powerful orgasms, and both know they need be in no hurry to get. To be in the leadership, you had to be a man of Sicilian ancestry, or, rarely, a non-Sicilian Italian or a Jewish man.“To enter the Sicilian mafia, there was a very formal initiation. It starts with a formal dinner, at which you will answer questions, and then have blood drawn from a finger and applied to a saint’s card. The card is set alight, as you swear an oath to ‘burn like the saint’ if you inform. The other attendees pass the burning card from man to man, but recognize they are not. Lily and I were both bi sexual and met in school--two outsiders who found common interests and then became lovers. I had many crushes on other women but it never got beyond the realm of fantasy and it's sole physical oulet was masturbation which was a poor substitute for real physical contact. Lily had had a few relationships by the time we met but they usually one nighters with merely curious girl. I liked Lily and fell hard for her but was too shy to tell her how I felt. Fortunately she. I could do anything I wanted.I sold the house, put the furniture I wanted into storage and rented abeach house in Florida. It had a monthly lease that I could terminate atany time should the urge to travel overtake me. At 59, I wasn't exactly abeach bunny. I actually wanted to read a book or listen to a recording allthe way through without interruption. That was my idea of a good time.I was 5-10 and 200 pounds with more hair on my chest and gut than head, butmore or less in good shape. I wasn't.