F."Looking at that I had to ask myself why the initials? "Why not just say it?" Why the mind game. Was it really "Freshly Fucked" like Peter said or w...s it what I had been thinking all along, "Feeling Fine?" Was it something that he could not say to me? Maybe he does mean, "Feeling Fine" and he doesn't know other people see "Freshly Fucked." What did he mean?He never writes about sex anymore. He never talks about it the few times he calls me anymore. When he calls it is always short and he has. Flinging open the door, he regarded his mother warily. "What?" He demanded, too tired to care about being rude."And a good morning to you too, though it’s nearly lunch time." She returned. "You really should get to bed earlier dear." I’ll work on that." He said sarcastically as he rubbed his face and yawned. In all honesty, he never would have fallen asleep if his body hadn’t just given up and passed out on him sometime in the early morning hours. But since he had gone to sleep, he was. So I proceeded to go to the table & begin by lying face down as usual. He opened up a towel so I could lie down & he even looked away. Nothing inappropriate at all. He begins his massage. Everything was pretty much the same except the pressure he was applying was less & the movements were more extended. As he eased my shoulders I noticed that he began brushing up and around the side of my breasts. This was something he had not done before but it still did not feel like he was trying anything. By that time, Lona had returned with our drinks. Lona then looked at me and my husband and said, "Okay,,, I'll be right back,, I have to go to the ladies room." My husband and I started drinking our drinks and talking to each other when after a few short minutes, I noticed that all the other women in the bar had disappeared. I told my husband Harold what I noticed as he looked at me and said, "Oh,, It's nothing Jen baby!!,,, they must have all went to the ladies room at the same time. Ain't.