She gave me a bath of sorts each day. She'd bring in a bowl of warm water and a washcloth. She'd pull the sheets off me and raise my nightgown up to m... neck, then give me the washcloth. I'd wash my front, between my legs and my butt. Nancy would do my legs, arms and back. It was always done efficiently but it seemed... I don't know... professional.That all changed on Tuesday. Wes had been brought home earlier. I saw them bring him past my room on a stretcher. Mostly plaster with just his head. ”“Paul, you, me, Erin, bed right now!”“Yes ma’am!” Erin saluted and marched towards the stairs. Lynn replied with a swat to her wifes butt.“I’m going!” I answered before being told again.When we got upstairs, Lynn directed me to get in the middle and then she pointed Erin to one side of me and she got in on the other side.“Alright. I need to get some stuff off my chest. First, I do love you Paul. I guess I needed this little episode to get me to figure out some things. You don’t express love. The only soft things in view were ... Hmmm ... If the Infecteds were going to ignore him to begin with, he might as well push his luck.He crawled around until he found the woman with what was probably the largest chest in the truck and moved over to her. She was a black woman, maybe in her mid-twenties, sitting upright and clad in what used to be a decent blouse and skirt. Her assets weren’t the biggest he had ever seen -- for that matter, he had an overweight aunt that was bigger -- but they. I will be faithful to you and I expect you to be faithful to me. I am sure you will be. I wasn't always faithful to Ian. For the first three or four years of our marriage, I continued an intense love affair I had been involved in when I met him. It was an affair which shaped my very sexuality far more than my marriage to Ian. It was difficult for him and I have no doubt we would have divorced if I hadn't ended it." But I chose to end it and I ended it. My lover and I remained close friends.