After 20 years of marriage, that fire isn’t seen in Steve’s eyes. Hell, after the first 5 years I hadn’t seen that look! And now it was there,...at the entrance to my bedroom, on the face of a man who knew my innermost and darkest thoughts and desires. A man I trusted. A man that said he wanted to make those dark thoughts memories etched into to the deepest recesses of my mind.I stepped up to him and kissed him lightly on the cheek. And then I stepped back. He hadn’t moved to try to take me. A wistful look at his drawn face and with a cloud of dust she was gone. Fitfully he watched the television, but couldn’t settle, he tried painting, but that too was hopeless, so it was off to his bed, here he tossed and turned, dozing fitfully, his imagination conjuring up pictures of his beloved wife being ravaged, crying out in pain, screaming in joy, loving every moment or hatEing it, his mind a jumble. He snacked, drank coffee by the gallon, pee`ed, watched the box, read, anything to pass. He caught sight of his favourite, “Nude in the Sun”, and realised that Juliana had not only let go of his hand, but had walked in front of the painting already. She stood there transfixed and oblivious even to Robert. He now watched her as she stood a few metres away from him and marvelled at what art did to her. Staring at the twin wonders in front of him, the painting and Juliana, Robert felt another stirring in his crotch. He moved right up behind Juliana and pressed into her, his erection. Having sorted the call out she ran a few errands, met a friend for a light lunch, then returned to the house in time to meet the repair man, whose name she had been advised over the phone, would be James. As the forecast had predicted, the day was gloriously sunny and Ruby made the most of it by stretching out on one of her custom made loungers on the expansive sun terrace. The feel of the warm sunshine on her bare arms and legs coupled with the tranquility of her gardens, gently lulled her.