Lisa was on.I reckoned we all knew it. I also reckoned that both Lisa and I knew she had to take it slowly. Simone didn’t look like an unconfident p...rson but she was and on new, taboo territory with an older and senior woman. All the signs were that she was a complete virgin, certainly as far as girls were concerned. She could be frightened off.So I was a bit disappointed, but at the same time proud of my wife’s intelligence, and still full of jealousy, when nothing else happened and after some. When I had managed to get my breath again, I said, "Jeeves, I seem to be having a problem with my hearing this morning. I thought I heard you use the word 'betrothed' in relation to me. Quite amusing that I'd mishear you that way, eh?"Jeeves paused the merest second, then cleared his throat and said, "I am afraid you did not mishear me, sir." What? You must be mad, Jeeves. How on earth could I be betrothed? I bally well think a man would know something like that. You don't just go around saying. The carnival music completely drowned out the sounds of the crowd and the animals in their stalls under the darkening moonlit sky. Cindy would reach up on occasion and try to grab a ring. As she stood up in the stirrups her T-shirt would ride up her back and her nipples would press against the cloth, which was the only thing holding them back. She was all smiles and giggles. We went around a few times and as the music and lights wound down, we dismounted and rejoined the crowd on the busy. Suzie draws her lower lip into her mouth, thinking. “Do you . . . ?” “Where ever you’re most comfortable, Suzie.” I say her name for myself more than for her, a reminder of the reality even though it will soon dissipate. She looks at me, unsure, and then smiles. Holding her hand out for me I take it and push up from the couch, leaving my shoes behind. Her fingers are small and gentle, the contrast is something I’ve always loved. Motioning to my scarred chest she asks, “What happened?” I.