"Bev and I will leave tomorrow. Youguys write down your schedules and directions to the classes, ok?" A...and I think I should have a private talk wit... Greg and you shouldhave a talk with your father, sweetie. They will need to know how to takecare of a woman's body," Bev said with a nervous voice.Sara winced. "Oh. Ok, Mom." You stay down here with your father. I'll speak with Greg upstairs andshow him my clothes." I got butterflies in my stomach when she said that.Bev led me upstairs into her. I then was slightly a taken back when she returned the compliment, but without the discretion I’d shown. Anyway, as the weeks went on we got friendly, normally dropping the odd email to see who was making the coffee. Eventually that lead to emails regarding lunch being boring etc, and it wasn’t long before we used to go out and grab some food. One day she told me about her marriage (I know, I know), about how he cheated on her, how he’d hit her etc. For the first time I felt she wasn’t happy,. But I am hungry can we fix something to eat?"He took her to the kitchen and prepared some soup to eat for the nightand started it simmering slowly. Mary liked his soup a lot and couldn'twait to eat some of it with him.Then he sat down in front of her vanity with Mary watching him. He wasdetermined to learn how to apply makeup. He still didn't know how to doit without looking like a freaking circus clown. So, he slowly appliedher powder foundation on his face and started on the cheeks.. After several weeks she would be back to her normal self. Then we would be back to normal.Normal means, random touches and kisses when we passed each other in the house. Out love making changed to just fucking and then back to love making during those times. We’d made love twice on Sunday and took a shower together before I left for work this morning.I left work with nothing having happened all day and drove home with the windows open on this wonderful summer day. I parked in the driveway.