Now I have a question for you why did you steal that lingerie set?”I explain to her my dying sexual relationship with my husband Matt, and how I had...hoped to re-stimulate his interest in me with that ludicrously expensive set of bra and panties.“Oh you poor sweetheart, a bra and panty set is not what would do it. I believe that you just had forgotten how to be sexual. You were too “good little wifey” and failed to excite him.”“If you wish I can fix that for you. However, in order to accomplish. . k ... stopping ... mm” she said, slowly, calming herself even though her mind was going a million miles an hour and her body was overly charged up.“Dad saw your naked breasts today, hrmmmm?” he asked her his own hand massaging his stiff dick, “why do you bring that up now?” He wondered out loud, “did it turn you on?” This was curious; he hadn’t expected that to come out of her mouth in addition the dirty description she was giving him. He had expected the dirty talk, after all who didn’t like. "I did indeed," he said. "The highway patrol already stopped me. They decided that it conformed to what little law there is on trikes on the road."Why did you leave it that awful shocking pink color?" I asked grinning at him."Oh hell my grand daughter likes it. I didn't have the heart to take a can of spray paint to it." he said with a laugh."Mind if I sit down," I asked."Not at all," he said."So tell me, how you made it?" I asked."I can't ride bikes any more. My balance is all fucked up from a. You know, as I always tell you, that snuggling is the best part. And I know, as you always tell me, that is because you love me and will always take the time to tell me that after you have hurt me.Cocooned in your arms, you held me while I sobbed, laughed, covered your face in kisses and repeatedly whispered, “I love you.”Of course, you eventually had to shower, you can’t smell like you’ve been with a piss-whore when you go to work.I love that you love being a nurse, love that you love healing.