Well that's how it was with me and her. I was always up for it - she rarely was. Now I know why. From the stories I had read of hers it was obvious t... me that she craved to be mastered by a greater man than me. I was shorter than her, that was one problem. Oh why did she marry me if that is what she wanted? I was hardly the archetypal man having more in common with Mr Bean than Mr Darcy. I decided to go on as if nothing had happened and mull over what to do. Then one day I happened to find. . “I don't wear pajamas.”She laughed. “Boxers or Briefs?”“Boxers” I said…. She smiled, “There you go then”I didn't question any more and went with the flow. Standing at the elevators, we had to wait. As we waited, a big group came up and waited too. When the door opened, we went to the back of the car. I was against the wall, and Mary stood in front of me. Our rooms were on the 18th floor.Mary was right against me now and her butt was right against my crotch, and she knew it. All I was thinking. My life. Since my car died on the interstate, it's been spotless. Bright. Happy.At least the domestic part. Work is work. I'm doing nursing in the ICU, and right now, today, I have two patients, well, two and a half. We've got five in the ward, and two nurses, and this is the sad part of life because both of my patients are at the ends of long lives and honestly, I don't think either of them will ever live to leave my ward. Every few hours I usher in the limited number of visitors and I try to. “I don’t think I wanna do that! At least not yet!”“Well, now that you mention it...”“YOU’RE the one who mentioned it!”“OK but still...”“Paul! Paul Macon! Get in here!”“Right now?” came a voice from the next room.The little girl put her hands on her hips. “Yes, right now! Get your ass in here!”Ten year old Paul entered the room backwards, his butt wriggling. Paula laughed in spite of herself.“And bring the rest of you too!”At that the little boy turned around and walked over to his girlfriend,.