Mom squeezed out from below where I stood and moved around back of me. I felt her nails gently raking along my spine.When you’ve fully recovere..., honey, I’ll be lying on the bed for you.’After a couple of minutes, my breathing returned to normal, and I turned around to face the bed. Mom was lying there, arms stretched out like a crucifix. Her waist was twisted towards the right, and her legs bent. She was still wearing that sexy choker and those tall high heels. I knelt down on the bed. It was a deep and very meaningful conversation that had us both feeling quite down for a while. We decided in the beginning that we would stay away from everyone, family, friends and those special friends that we meet up with on a regular basis. It made sense, it would be hard on us but it made sense. We've always been brutally honest with each other and this whole situation we're living in has started to take it's toll on us both. Our sex life, until two weeks ago, was still very active and we. “Melissa can you try to move the toes on your left foot? Show me you can Melissa. Danny wants you to move your toes or he’ll tickle your foot,” he said.“That was just great, Melissa ... but I need you to move your toes on your left foot now.” He told her, after she wiggled her toes on her right foot.Her toes on her left foot moved again.“Melissa, can you move your toes on your left foot again?” He asked, and glanced at me.Her toes on her right foot moved now.“That was great, Melissa, I want you. “Why don’t you save some of the money she gives you from your paycheck and buy her a really nice bottle of Pinot Noir? If you don’t know what to get, you can ask if there is a wine steward at the store to give you a recommendation.”By now I was ready to end the charade. Two weeks later my son brought home an expensive bottle of Oregon Pinot Noir from the Dundee Hills and presented it to me with love in his eyes. “For you, mom,” he said.I sat him down at the kitchen table and retrieved two.