" Let Beth know when it is. If I'm free I'd love to stop by to see you, and your family." I look forward to it as well."I called Beth back, and told h...r that she'd created a lot of work for herself. I told her about the meetings, parties, and other social obligations that she now needed to coordinate."Britt, you know that at times, you can act like such an ass. You care for all these people, and they all care for you. They're always afraid of bothering you or interrupting your busy schedule. I. " Try on?"She smiled patiently. "Your size will probably differ slightly dependingon make and style. We'll check your size, find a bra that is comfortablefor you. But more importantly, something you like. Not one that you justgrab off the rack and hope for the best."I slowly removed my blouse. Except for my wife and an old universitygirlfriend, no woman had seen me like this."Don't by shy," Ruth told me.She apologised for her cold hands and we chatted while she measured mychest. She explained. After the third or fourth time Frank and I had sex, he, regrettably, went cold on me for some reason, dried up. Like a spy, a reliable double-agent, or a newspaper source. He stopped replying to my increasingly desperate emails and my texts. What was wrong? What had I done? Had he decided I was disgusting? Too old?After my last visit, after beer and many words on his minimalist deck, we’d parted, as usual, amicably. All smiles but no parting hugs, of course.“See you next week?”“Yeah. Sure. I’ll. “Oh yes. With the front door open. In my bath robe.” “Did anyone see you?” She seemed to think for a minute. “It was early. I don't think so. But I suppose they might have!" Oh God! “Have you…” I wasn’t sure how to phrase this question but Claire appeared to understand me. "Douched? Not since yesterday morning," she said. Jesus! “And I haven’t showered today either.” Mary and Joseph! “And are you using...?” I whispered hesitantly. “A tampon?” She mouthed the word so the kids.