Robin and Bea generally spoke on the telephone once a week. Six weeks after they separated they had dinner together. It was fun. Neither had an agenda...and it was in many ways like an evening during the early days of their marriage. Bea stayed the night and they both enjoyed that but it unsettled them again.Robin rang her the following evening."Hi, Bea. I enjoyed yesterday evening and last night. Did you?" Yes, Rob dear. Very much but I'm not sure it was a very good idea." Same here." I loved. It was moored at a fairly swank marina at the tee shaped end of a long dock. The boat was actually owned by the dealership that Richie's dad ran; it was a floating party barge for entertaining clients. Even Katrina was impressed. Richie was the perfect host, he showed us around the boat, pointing out the staterooms and telling us to throw our backpacks into one of them. Richie had explained his lack of a date on the ride over so when we were all out on the fan deck squeezing into wet suits to. We wandered together for a while then went our separate ways, each of us looking for our own leather-bound jewel. The separation was deliberate. All day we had been consciously avoiding physical contact, trying to “get to know each other”.In reality, we had known or at least known of each other since high school. It wasn’t until I’d moved back to our hometown that we had discovered a mutual attraction. From the very first time we’d met up for coffee, the slightest contact between us had ended. She was also happy about doing the same. We talked casually about some college stuff. Sharon asked me the reason behind why my boyfriend cheated on me.I told her that he wanted to get involved more physically, and I wasn’t that comfortable with it. She laughed and said, ‘typical teenage stuff’ and continued laughing.Sharon: So, are you still a virgin?Me: Yeah, I am and wanted to keep it that way till we got married.Sharon: Yeah, that’s not going to happen. You’re a pretty girl Jyoti, you should.