And the actions of a foolish girl are not those of a saddened, mature woman. I know I may never get him back, Bill, but I need to show him if he does,...he's not coming back to the child he knew, but the newer, better woman I've become. One that is nowhere near as foolish and shallow as the old one. I want to make sure he knows I don't want the old marriage back, but a better, stronger one instead. Please try to get him to understand that. And no matter which way it goes, I'll always love. Not wanting to wake my lovely Teresa, I showered in the guest bath and was clean and completely naked when I finally entered our bedroom. There, laying on her stomach with the radiant moonlight washing over her bare back, was my lovely Teresa. Her long, dark hair was pooled around her shoulders and seemed to shimmer in the pale luminescence of the moon. She was nude on the bed, with the single sheet draped lightly over her left leg. The remaining cover was gathered over her hips, seductively. I made an extra effort to look good for her. Trieda new hair product. Changed my regimen of skin cleansing andmoisturizing. Got two new fitted shirts and a really nice pair of slim-leg jeans. I was getting desperate. Let me be honest and tell you twothings straight out. I have a really powerful sex drive. A day or twowithout release and it becomes all I can think of. And because I wasn'tgetting what I needed, I had been masturbating on the sly. In fact,doing that had reawakened by old. Like I said, I wanted to make him proud that he had taught me. I did manage to finish dinner without the fork which made me very proud and I could feel that grin returning to my face. After we headed out of the restuarant for the night, we werent ready to call it a night yet so we headed for his car again, me hoping there would be more of the other night at the very least. Sure enough, we headed for the same place as last time and quickly got busy in the back seat of his car again. We leaned.