" What, are you getting tired of sugar-frosted chocolate lumps with marshmallows?" It's starting to taste too sweet. If the cornflakes aren't sweet en...ugh on their own, I'll just add a little sugar from the bowl."She looked at me. "That happened to me, too. As I got older, stuff started to taste sweeter. There are things that I liked as a kid that make me feel sick, now. You must be getting old." What does that mean for you?" Smartass." She smiled when she said it.I usually read the comics in. Her whole body stiffened for several seconds and then she collapsed against me. I was barely able to get my arms around her in time to catch her before she fell. “Mmmmm,” she murmured happily in my arms.She scrutinized my face for several seconds. “Are you upset that I’m not a virgin for you?” she asked seriously.“Let me answer that question two different ways,” I replied after thinking for a few seconds. “I’m not upset that your hymen isn’t intact. I hated hurting Sally our first time, even. As he turned round to enquire if we wanted anything else, without even so much as a blink in her eye, she said sweetly,"No thank you Mr Patel, I think that's all for now" and she peed over my hand!We were still laughing as we ran upstairs to the flat,"Bloody hell mum" I said, "That was outrageous!" You ain't seen nothing yet" she said in the worst Mae West impression I'd ever heard,"Is there a flash on that camera?"I was getting to be quite an expert at lighting the Barbie, it actually caught. For me, it was a bullet to the temple. Once I got over the shock, I started moving towards the same place you were. You were right. There was no real passion between us. We were comfortable together, and the best that could be said was that we really didn’t have a reason not to stay together until Stan came along. In his own way, he did us a favor. We were just going through the motions and the affair was the shock that made us realize we were hurting ourselves by staying comfortable and not.