She thanked him when she stepped into the room …and gave him a long slow kiss hello…It was late October and she was wearing a sweater and jeans �...and carried her work clothes on a hanger. She sat on his lap to drink the coffee while they exchanged pleasantries…Her daughter had been battling an ear infection so he asked about that while he ran his hand up inside her sweater…She laughed as she answered saying “She’s better thanks…but God your hands are freezing!”…He pulled his hand out and she. She watches in confusion as he opens the freezer next to him with his free hand and retrieves a fist full of ice cubes."What are you gonna do with those?" she gulps. He squats down to the floor and sets down all but one of the ice cubes. She finally falls over as the only thing holding her up since her knees buckled was his fingers inside of her. "Oh no," she gasps when she feels him using one of the cubes to push her shorts away from her ass. "No, that's too cold," she screams when he rubs it. . were still doing? And did she just say that it felt good?"Did you just say it was good? Mom? Is that what you said?" I ... yeesh ... yes, that's what I said," Molly sighed. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't say something like that. I ... I just ... it's terrible, Tim." What, Mom? What are you saying?" In my dream ... what I thought was my dream ... I felt young again. I WAS young again. I was still me, but I had it all back ... my youth, my energy, my passion. I had desire and I someone desired me. It. The first was the gentlest and occurred soon after her talk with his mother. She had joined him in the bedroom one evening, and began to help him fold and put away the large baskets of laundry he had just washed and dried, a job he knew she hated to do. ?Meryn,? he had said. ?You don’t need to do this. It’s my job. Why don’t you go into the living room and rest.? ?My love.? She had replied. ?Can’t you understand that there are times that I just want to be with you, do things.