"Oh, you're gonna get me, it's real close, I'm gonna…UUGH, UUGH, UUGH, unh, unh, oh, yeah, that feels so good, oh, Mandy, you are so good. So good."...I raised up as he handed me his handkerchief which I used to wipe my mouth. Then, I bent back over and lapped off the few drops which had seeped out. "Mandy, you were great, hon, I think we'll be using you a lot more for our babysitting if that's okay." "Sure, Mister Demos, any time, I'm glad I could make you happy." "Oh, Mandy, you've made me very. “Please don’t do this. It’s tearing me apart!”“You still aren’t getting it, are you?” she said with resignation. “You have to learn that from now on I’m not going to be your tame slave, imprisoned in your castle. You’ve got to get used to the fact that from now I’m an independent woman.”“But you’re not!” he almost shouted down the phone. “You’re dependent on me for everything – you’re my wife for God’s sake.”“I depend on you because you deliberately made it so. You moved me to the Netherlands. Within a week, I had tagged another job. It seems that one well done project, finished on time breeds another one. The whirlwind began again. During that time I was still seeing Marilee, but less than once a week or so. Some of those were dinner dates, a couple of times we went to a concert, but that was about it. They say that men think about sex dozens of times every hour, but that isn’t true. Not with the phone ringing every 60 seconds, and a couple of dozen men to keep track of. I didn’t. "Uh, I'm sorry, I guess I should have knocked," she had blushed."Mom, why does it get hard like this?" he had innocently asked her."Well, honey," she had said, surprised at his composure, "a man's penis gets hard like that so that, uh, so that a man can, uh, uh, well so he can put it inside a woman." Why?" That is the way babies are made." Really?" Yes, really." Where does he put it in a woman?" Uh, well, uh, in her vagina." What is a vagina." Well," she had explained, growing more.