"Jacob wanted to complain that hadn't been his main reason for helping her with the book, but then he sighed and admitted to himself that it had been....oira sensed his resistance dwindling and smiled. "That's more like it. I can't believe I have to convince you to fuck me now."She started pulling his clothes off, his old sweatshirt, the dusty tough pants and his underwear, then she got up, her ass turned in his direction so he could marvel at it while she pulled down her own pants. Then she was. I wanted everything to be on the table with Cydney. "She's a good woman. I've known her since we were teenagers. We were on and off in college but our senior year we got married. I was madly in love." "Was? What happened?" "Life." I said as I took a sip from my second glass of wine. "We've hit a rut. She isn't the same girl I fell head over heels for. We both work a lot and don't spend any time together. We argue constantly and I do not know what to do to fix it." I looked down because I was. "Ah, well, yes, Smollett. You'll have to meet him. I've made another wonderful match there. He's a quartermaster officer, in supply management, a thief on a grand scale and a pederastic sodomite." She shook her head."Good lord," I said."I married Lieutenant Brown, Royal Navy you know, within a month after Filmore's demise. That was good as far as it went. Fine man, very young, very rich, very spoiled, very innocent. Virgin of a sort, the kind produced by the Navy after they've been midshipmen.. I couldn’t help think to myself that this guy, obviously well groomed and spoken was literally going through his own private hell, it didn’t matter how old he was, albeit he was 50 and certainly didn't look it, he had been driven into celibacy by someone he loved, maybe unintentionally and it was hurting him, and to honest I didn’t know how to help.The one thing I could do though was too join him on his second walk, I suggested it to him and he said it would be great if I could do that, I also.