This almost desperate passion he expressed wasn’t something he’d be likely to fake. He did watch her cooking and watch her studying. He told her t...at she didn’t need to give him a blow job, though he hadn’t resisted all that much. Then he practically begged her to lie in his arms all night, even at times when he knew that this wouldn’t lead to sex. He loved her, but did he like her? And what would that mean for him?Then, too, if she turned him down, she would find another, but ... Would that be. If that was possible. We were Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.But we also resumed our lives. We both got up and went to work every morning – me to the job dad had got for me with one of his manufacturing clients and mom at the real estate office she'd worked at for over five years. Of course we'd make love before we left for those jobs, either before our morning shower or during it.I saw my buddies. Played sports. Went to summer parties. Mom saw her friends. Continued to do her volunteer. She not only wanted to know everything we talked about, but also what I thought about her and what I thought the prospects about her in the future might be. She was pleased that I had a Saturday dinner date with her and suggested I take her dancing afterwards.To my surprise, Penny again told me that if sex appeared to be on the docket with Joan, that I should follow my bliss. “I am more than willing to share you with a woman that can help protect our relationship ... or even become part of our. Not all the way healed, I think.I laugh at the title she gives me. "All part of the service," and tip my head to her. "But did you have, to send the chatter box to wake me up?" giving her a wounded look.Gwen looks over to Maggie and laughs. "Secret weapon."The ladies, who have been watching us join in our laughter as well.Each of them in turn comes over, hugs me and says thanks. I am not expecting this. It would have brought tears to my eyes if I could still cry so instead some of the ladies.