She smiled at me, “I was beginning to think you’d changed your mind, had second thoughts. Have you? Had second thoughts I mean.” I opened the do...r wider and took a step back. I had answered her question by inviting her in.She held a bottle of wine, yes, it was Lambrusco. “You can change your mind if you want to, but let’s not waste this,” she said, waving the bottle at me.She walked passed me, leaning to peck my cheek as she went, I pointed to the living room. She went straight to the. "So you'll have something to talk about," Julia explained.Increasingly sophisticated by day, I had become increasingly frustrated by night.Each time I sucked on the oral trainer (my nick-name for it), it took longer and longer. It was planned, I could tell, that the delay between the tones was increasing, bit by bit every day, until I was spending over an hour a day with my mouth on the penis before it would let me orgasm. And what was worse, it seemed to be the only way I could climax anymore.. They'd been staring at the ceiling now for almost 15 minutes without once turning to look at each other. They were both thinking about what the Carters had said to each of them, but the fear of rejection in them still kept them silent.It was Laura, finally, who decided she should take the initiative and start a conversation; fishing for something that might lead in the right direction Laura said, "Do you know that the Carters have regular sex with other couples?"The question was so unexpected. The only light came from the moon and the tiny luminescent creatures which seemed to be everywhere in the sea. His hopes began to leave him and were replaced with pangs of fear. Thoughts of sea monsters and spirits began to fill his mind, on land these thoughts would have been amusing, alone at sea, they were disturbing. He could have sworn he heard the wailing lament of a mermaid, or was it just his fear inspired imagination? He looked to his left, something moved in the water! No, he was.