But again, I didn’t dare question it as I didn’t want to risk it ending. The sex with Joe was the one part of my life that was perfect. Those sto...en moments in empty classrooms, store cupboards and toilets were what I lived for. As a counterpoint to those wonderfully intense moments of guilt ridden passion, I had started something else. I was taking a life drawing class. My interest in art had been lost somewhere along the way; sacrificed on the altar of being the best girlfriend I could be.. He’ll notice Jo’s gone and probably ask me about her. That’ll give me the start I need.’ I kissed her, ‘Enjoy yourselves.’ She kissed me back, ‘Again tonight?’ she said. I smiled, ‘I’ll do my best,’ I said. Don’t get me wrong, Lena is not a nymphomaniac, she just likes sex. As Jo has said, it’s like a release for her. If she is worried, like today, she uses sex to release her worries and to affirm her feelings. Even if I can’t manage to satisfy her with my penis, my fingers and tongue will do. I live here too!" Well it was all your mess anyway, and you're still not coming to my party!" WOULD THE TWO OF YOU PLEASE GROW UP," Mom yelled from the top of the stairs. "How old are you anyways, seven and four? Sharon, your brother's allowed to be anywhere in the house except your room and the master bedroom. You can't keep him out of the living room just because you're having a party." But, Moooommmm?!?! He can't come to my party!"There was silence for a moment. Sharon glanced over at me,. She'll think I'm a right old perv. What do I say now?"That sounds great, Ian. I'm always looking for something new to swallow. Let's go!"With that she gave me a little pat on my bum and we got in a taxi. I was amazed. She knew what this was all about. I was going to see her lovely chubby(formerly fat)body at last. We chatted about other things on the way to the hotel. Her studies, my retirement, her workouts, my retirement, I know I'm boring but I was trying to keep my mind from imagining her.