The City of Love had woken up. Lights were on everywhere and the city was glowing. Couples were walking arm in arm and hand in hand. Steven and I wal...ed around the city holding hands, and looking at all the tourist sites for what seemed like hours. The playfulness of earlier seemed to be gone. It was replaced with something different. The touch of his fingers entwined with mine felt like it belonged. Even when we got on the elevator to the hotel room Steven held my hand. And I didn’t try and. Maybe once, or twice at most. She said she is afraid of feeling physically uncomfortable, and simply doesn't feel any desire since she feels like a "milking machine" for our baby. I strongly suspect she feels guilty because she knows how badly I want to have sex, but doesn't feel she can give it to me. She says she wants to have sex again, but just can't bring herself around.Two nights ago, we watched a movie together. It was not a sexual movie, but was quite romantic. In bed, we started. The skirt was shorter, maybe a few inches below her ass and the blouse was quite see-thru and several buttons were undone.When I got back to the shop, I begged off for the rest of the day complaining of illness. I headed home and waited for her to arrive in case she changed there. She showed up at her regular time and was dressed as she left for work. She asked about work day as usual. I told her that boss let me go an hour early for doing the parts run. She replied in a monotone that that was. The road signs, all the ridiculous road signs for Antelope Freeway, so pointless... Or maybe..." Huh? Maybe what?" Maybe their point was to add some laughter to this, to show us not to take this too seriously..."Cindy stared at Jim in disbelief. "Oh, I don't know Jim. It's not just the monster sound barriers and the impossible loop of this road. My dream! My wet dream from last Wednesday! I still feel violated, being pushed into arousal like that. I'm struggling with how to get over it..."Jim.