Suddenly I saw a twinkling on her eyes. She laughed at me. She went inside saying that she had to change her dress. By this time, I dried myself. Howe...er, my Bermudas were still wet. When she came back, she had a cup of tea. She was wearing a tight sleeveless baniyan and tights braising her until her thighs. It was a mind-blowing scene for a youngster like me. She placed the cup on the table and told me that am still wet and came near me with another towel and started drying my body with it.. I let the nightdress fall back and went to stand in front of her, staring at her, as she quickly pulled the nightdress up and over her head. She stood in only her knickers. This was fun. “Ok Betty, knickers off please, and David” I added turning to look at my husband, “shorts off please.” I watched as they both took deep breaths, glanced at each other, and then removed their respective last vestige of clothing. I felt that same intoxication of power I had felt yesterday when I discovered how. ” “You did nothing else?” “No and it was wonderful. He held me, had no expectations of me and I didn’t have to perform for him or for you or for anyone. I laid there safe in his arms just as I lay here safe in yours right now and for me, it was wonderful – fulfilling. Was it more fulfilling than mind boggling monkey sex? Probably no but to be simply allowed to love and be loved is amazing to me. I appreciate that you gave that to Don and me.” “And the two of you didn’t have sex at all?” . We met in New York where I was living at the time, working for one of my uncles and learning the ropes. Suzanne was stunning, blond, tall and highly strung. She loved to party, to be the centre of attention, and I was drawn to her like a moth to a flame. She moved in with me a couple of months after we met, and it didn’t take me long to realise she had a serious drug problem, and that the highs were from cocaine and the lows were when she was coming down.’ Kissing the top of Froo’s head, he.