"I've got this oral fixation thing," she explained, not looking at me. Whatever that means, I thought."It started in January, when I went back to scho...l after Christmas. I found out my asshole boyfriend was cheating on me. When I confronted him, he blamed me and told me it was because I wouldn't sleep with him and because I gave bad blowjobs." Huh. What a dick," I said."Yeah! Anyway, that made me feel pretty bad and even though I knew he was just being a jerk, I sort of started worrying about. “Please order for me, Paul. Once I’m into your work I won’t hear the waiter. I’ll have the escargots and onion soup.”Paul nodded and turned his attention to the menu. The waiter appeared at their table and without disturbing Carol; Paul ordered for her and added the Atlantic salmon wrapped in pepper bacon with spinach sauce and quinoa and vegetable julienne for himself. The waiter clicked his heels and left.Paul took advantage of Carol’s concentrating on his manuscript to study her further. She. I sat down on the bed and waited for her to come in. Elizabeth walked in and was still dressed. Elizabeth said, ‘I was going to get undressed in there but I just felt a little uncomfortable about walking in here naked,’ and laughed. She walked over to the chair and started unbuttoning her blouse. I unbuttoned my shirt as well and pulled my lighter and pen out of the pocket. I looked at the candles and asked her, ‘Have you lit these since we were down there?’ She answered, ‘No. I am kind of. She considered what she must look like in his eyes: her dark hair long and tousled, her simple shift of white cotton strained over her breasts. She had tumbled from bed not half an hour before, roused by her maid's insistence that a man was riding towards the house. She had not bothered to dress. They never had visitors at the cottage, and when she had heard it was only one of her father's servants… Well. She had considered just getting back into bed and ignoring him.But she was glad she had.