Me they want back on the farm, in the farming life, helping my husband raise the crop of wheat he plants in the ground while he helps me raise the cro... of grandkids he plants in me. It's how it was for their parents before them, it was how it was for them and how they expected it to be for all their children, including me. They don't see or won't see that I wasn't happy on the farm. I tolerated it and did what was expected of me but I wasn't happy on the farm or with the farming life style."I. He was a successful businessman and left me very well off.After he died I abstained from sex. I was not enjoying the life I had led with my husband.I decided to join the golf club again and renew my interests in golf and joined the women's circuit.I got my handicap down to a reasonable level and then began to enter a few tournaments and in doing so began to travel a lot more.I had new friends and new places. I was playing an interstate tournament and met a woman I liked. I had agreed to meet. He took my hands in his and broke the kiss."We have all night sweetheart. Amanda's in Florida visiting her friends for the week." He said pulling me closer for another kiss.I couldn't believe how gentle and slow he was going when all I wanted was for him to throw me on the bed and take me hard, fast, and rough.He unbuttoned my shirt slowly looking into my eyes. He pushed the shirt to the floor and smiled when he saw the black bra. He bent his head and kissed my neck then his lips kissed the top. She offered me to stay until the weather broke, as I couldn't drive in this heavy rain I accepted her offer. Entering her apartment, minimal in every way, a couch and end table and a plant in the corner, no kitchen table, only a stool at the counter. She had a tv sitting on a stack of books. Peggy still wet from her moment at the bus stop headed into the other room to change. I pulled up a seat on her floor and turned on her tv to see what the weather was doing. Peggy returned, smiling her.