Forget that. If you could have your dream, what would it be?”She was silent for some time, and we walked through a large open area and entered some ...oods. “I would like ... a place at music college. Perhaps to learn to be a teacher, or even to be a professional musician. But most of all, I would like ... to love and to be loved. But I’m pregnant, and I won’t kill my baby, or give it up for adoption, and ... I was a prostitute for three years, Steve. What man would want me? To bring up another. He closed the door again and walked away. I sang out its ok – you know what I was doing – its ok you can watch if you want. I don’t mind.Then I went down stairs to see if I could find him and he was in the yard. I said hey I don’t mind – I am happy for you to watch – I know all about you. Dont worry I wont tell anybody – come up to my room and we can talk about doing it. Dont worry I wont tell anybody.He said I am so sorry – I didn't know you were home I hadn’t seen you for hours and thought. While she was used to her husband's jerking off, her activities in that area were apparently something the two did not discuss with each other. She mumbled something I couldn't make out."Speak clearly," I said. "We don't have time for modesty." I masturbate every morning in the shower," she said, "because..."Her voice trailed off again."BECAUSE WHY??" I demanded. Sometimes you have to get assertive when dealing with amateurs.She turned even redder, but this time got it out."Because I can't. I tell you that the image of you, makes me lust for you but also reminds me of my deep love. You are kind, intelligent, take good care of me, take good care of our kids, yet you are so sexy. I am very lucky to spend my life with you. I order appetizers, and the main course for both of us. We enjoy each others company. You excuse yourself to go to the restroom and I hand you an envelope which says to open when you get to the restroom. You are curious but remember that you can refuse anything..