A confidence from her ‘I never have before’ would have me restraining my desires until one day (night?) we decided that we would have a weekend aw...y together where we would ‘do it.’ As we entered the room at the motel I would turn to her and say, ‘Look…if you want to change your mind, that’s ok.’ And MEAN IT! I would lower the lighting and sit on the bed and offer to make us a drink. It would be important that she gave her approval to each stage of this first time. I would try to convey that. .. unique name." I was trying not to giggle."It's short for Samantha," he explained. "When she was a little kid she couldn't sit still, so my dad started calling her Antsy. My sister still lives with my parents while she's going to school, but I ... I moved out when I was eighteen."His voice sounded bitter and I sensed some pain. I rubbed his thigh consolingly. "My mother wasn't a great parent," I told Mark in an understanding tone."It was my dad," Mark said after a long pause. "He was fine. My wife is a gorgeous woman and always has been. We met in college and it was love at first sight. Seven years later, I still love her as much as the first day I met her.She left for work before me so I would usually still be in bed while she was getting ready.Beep beep beep“Honey, your phone is going off. Looks like you got an email,” I said to her.“Ah shit, okay,” she said as she popped out from the bathroom wearing just a thong and some thigh high stockings.I couldn't help but admire her. I. She came down the stairs and told me, "You are about to meet the most sensual man I have ever met." Hm. That sounded interesting to me on a somewhat intellectual level. I was so hurting I didn't know what to think. After awhile, this guy pulled up in an older white pick-up truck. It had a ton of Pagan bumper stickers on the back of this tall camper that was on the truck. The one I remember most was the one that said, "Freedom of religion means freedom of ALL religions." The truck was his home..