" It's really kind of strange," she continued, "if you stop to think about it. Fifteen people, all living near each other, affectionate and intimate, ...ut from them, not one couple with a capital C. And then Melinda met you."I looked at Melinda as Sally's tale unfolded. She had tears in her eyes."She flipped over you the day you two met, you know." I hadn't."You were polite and gallant, if a little klutzy. I think it was because, even though you both were in the same apartment and one of you. A few grey hairs, so what? Nothing a hairdresser couldn't fix.Then came the warnings, hot and cold but brushed aside. Soon after my fifty-third birthday, however, it didn’t happen. It wobbled, then it was a no show.My period missed, not one month but the next and by the third I knew, puberty in reverse, part of me gone, eggless, post-menopausal. I fretted and checked there were no sprouting lip hairs in the mirror and worried.Am I still a woman?Compounding my doubts, was hubby's declining. Finally, when they had finished eating, Cassie collected both plates and began to wash them in the sink. Chris came up behind her and slid his hands around her waist, pulling her back against him. He felt her stiffen, but he did not let go. She squirmed in his embrace, but stiffened immediately when his hands shaped the contours of her hips to hold her in place. ‘You needn’t do that,’ he said, bending his head to whisper in her ear. He watched amused as she almost jumped a mile. ‘Force of. It was a journal of his inner-most mind, a site of worship for the women he considered goddesses. He was shaking. It wasn’t so much that they had confronted him with this; it was the fact that they knew so much. That they could access his Internet use so easily and completely and form a picture. After all, he was in a board room with four grown men, naked except for his cock belt, his dick slimy with pussy juice and saliva. “James, I know you are reticent to trust us.” It was.