"I was hoping it would be easier." "You and me both", I said. "But it's OK, honey. The worst is over. We will never have to go through this again. I w...nted to make sure of that. That's why I kept pumping. To finish taking you." She looked up at me. "Thanks...I think." Then the light came on in her eyes and she started to laugh. I got real misty at that point. I tried not to show it, but there was no hiding. Then she kissed me. "I wouldn't have wanted to do this with anybody else, baby. I know. But this lady had that indescribable characteristic called sex appeal. She was short and curvaceous versus his tall, slim build. He was nervous due to his case, but hoped the woman wearing the business suit was in a similar situation as he was.The beautiful lady sat down on the bench in front of him. She turned around and asked, “Dou have the time?”“Yeah, it’s 1:47,” Aubrey answered looking at his Caravelle New York by Bulova chronograph stainless steel watch.“Thanks, love. What are you here. I opened my eyes to look at her and saw her staring at my crotch. I glanced down and realized I had one hell of a hard-on.My cock had pinned the towel between it and my abdomen.I grinned and decided to tease her, "Want some of that Miss Yon?" I asked with a leer. She turned away without answering then quickly turned back and smacked the head with a long piece of fiberglass used sometimes to strengthen weak joints under elastic bandages.I cried, "Owwwwwww!" And lost my hard-on. I looked up at. It's something I don't care about and it provides me with a modest taste of the thrill of denial. And then it hit me. I was going home in the morning. The following Friday night, when Jack Mahler visits Jeanne, I'll be at home. For a moment I wondered if I could handle that situation. I quickly realized that I could not only handle it, I was eager to experience it. I closed my eyes and imagined sitting in my den pretending to watch a hockey game on television while I listened to the bed creak.