I never use it when I am working – which of course is most of the time – since my methods need a precise understanding of the responses of my subj...ct. On this occasion, though, the cellar at Highgate was without an occupant and so I felt able to accept his offer. He nodded approvingly at my choice of Highland Park, a single malt whisky, and decided to join me."How is your work going?" I asked, as much to break the ice as from any real interest."There has been some encouraging progress on the. I've started coming home for lunch when I can, and she always greets me with some new culinary delight - yesterday was no exception. I arrived home and and found Meg busy on the deck. She had a large, ripe strawberry in her hand and I watched with intense interest as she brought it to her red lips. After so many years together, I easily recognized the desire in her eyes, and my body responded to the tease instantly. "I was just thinking about you," she cooed, extending her finger to my mouth. I was sure those were the only possible outcomes of our relationship. But I was okay with that. I just wanted to knock off as many pieces of ass that Jess would allow me until the inevitable end of things, whatever that might be.I knew it would come to an end eventually. I just didn't expect it to take two years.We had been dating kinda, sorta, exclusively for two years now. By that I mean that Saturday night was always reserved for each other. I'd call her or she'd call me and we'd ask, "What. Take it out... please, John, take it out, John!"He gives no sign of hearing a word that I have said. "John, no, we have never done this. We always agreed you are too big or rather I am too small. You'll tear me apart." I turn my head, trying to see John, but he is bent over my back and I cannot see his eyes.Finally he answers, his voice behind me, close to my ear. "Relax, Peggy, I won't hurt you. Things are going to be different from now on, the kids are gone, scream, cry if you want, there is.