She’s not sure how much he already knows, and doesn’t want to tell him quite everything. He asks her if it’s just him, and she hesitates. He a...ks her who he is, and she hesitates.After more talking, it comes out that there have been several other men, and that it’s been going on for a while. He’s afraid to ask why, because he fears the answer, but he asks anyway. She hesitates to tell him the truth, because she truly doesn’t want to hurt him, and so she makes something up, and doesn’t say. ***This day we had hiked to a very secluded part of thetrail. There is a well known promontory that juts out.It is perhaps twenty-five feet wide and eight feetdeep. A bronze sign says the this was a watch duringthe Revolutionary War used to warn Washington ofBritish ship movements. He told me that famouscultist/devil worshiper in the 1920s or 30s often usedthe spot. As you can imagine, it is difficult to get toand marked off-limits, but the debris we found thereindicated constant use. I agreed. She rubbed his length in his pants and his breath hitched and he moaned softly. “Please don’t tease me. I couldn’t bear it”“Why didn’t you tell me you’re into watersports?” she asked. “I have been having all sorts of accidents, since I got pregnant. I thought it was embarrassing, but if you…” he cut her off with a kiss like he couldn’t help it.She broke the kiss to look him in the eyes. They were wild, and ravenous and oh so very, very hopeful. Vulnerable. He licked his lips tasting her. She. Lynn Barry called down towards her bedroom to say she would be there shortly to which she received a rather tired grunt from her husband just before he stripped off and climbed into bed. Tom’s mother then fixed herself some hot chocolate and came in and sat down on the sofa next to Tom.“Ca va,” she said to Tom in a rather tired fashion.“Ca va,” replied Tom without taking his eyes off the closing credits of the movie he been watching.As Mrs Barry continued to sip her hot drink she moved her.