Sex was not on the table as she refused me every time. I kept tabs on her all I could and saw nothing unusual. There were no girl’s nights out. No u...necessary shopping trips. No late evening meetings. The only thing I couldn’t check was if anything was going on at her work or at lunch. So I decided to start to call her at lunchtime. She never answered her work phone but she would answer her cell phone. So if she was having lunch it was not at her desk. We never had need to track each other’s. ..."Connie was standing only inches from my daughter and my wife the same distance on the other side of my daughter. Connie leaned around my daughter and looked directly at my wife."So that there's no question here," Connie said to my wife, "Strip for me NOW!"Without delay, my wife quickly removed all of her clothes and resumed her place just inches from my daughter. "Something like that?" Connie said with a smile."Um..." my daughter was exchanging glances with my wife and Connie.My wife leaned. "Angela sat with me and held me as tightly as she dared, wrapping her arms around me so that my own arms were trapped against my body. She kissed my cheek and whispered soft words to sooth us both, the doctor and me. He was young and handsome and oh, so alive! I could smell his blood beneath his skin. I could hear his heart pumping in his chest."We should give her something for the pain, um..." The doctor looked around like there might be a bottle of morphine handy."No. She'll be fine," Angela. “Uuuup allll night, sleep all day.” Slaughter was still in heavy rotation, with their debut album still popular.I felt like I HAD been up all night. It took me some time to go to sleep Friday night. Deedee had thrown me for a loop, and my young mind could not justify the choice I’d made the night before. I woke up at the end of a feverish dream of just how spectacular having sex with her might have been. I woke up with a hardon that could have driven in fence posts.I reached the edge of the.