Rebecca told me her story, some of which I knew, but the sexual thoughts she rattled off were not something I would have expected from her. Rebecca wa... probably in her late 40s, and told me she was a mom to two teenage girls and an 8-year old boy. I knew that already. She loved her husband and they were close. I had assumed that as well. She admitted feeling lust for someone who wasn't her husband and felt guilty and shamed by her thoughts.I'd heard this sort of confession many times before and. They were strong and warm, and a pleasant feeling suffused my whole body, emanating from the shoulders. This felt right. I leaned my head back. The back of my neck was resting on his erection. For reasons I didn’t understand, that was another pleasant feeling. I had no idea what was happening. I couldn’t be getting aroused by another guy. In any event, I let out the first of several whimpers. As I went through the remaining e-mails Brad’s hands left my shoulders and made their way down my. .. I mean...”“Live? How I should live?” Molly asked me. I nodded. “Yeah, I’m making a few of those mistakes.” she chuckled to herself. “But I’m making them on my own terms.”“Fucking up on your own terms.” I nodded. “I remember.” We both looked at each other for a bit before I felt my mouth opening again. “Am I ... is this ... us having sex. Is that you fucking up?”Molly’s expression didn’t change. Not humor, not discomfort, not anything. “I don’t know.” she told me plainly. “I mean, if you were. The one I expected to have trouble handling was that big warrior, KannYutt. What did you do to him, Jewel? I never saw anything like it in my life." It is a way of unarmed combat taught in, in my home village. It takes speed and practice, but it shouldn't really be necessary for one who can hit as hard as you." She smiled approvingly at his muscular form. "If you want me to, I can start to teach you some of it when we have time."The two women flashed amused glances at each other as he tried.