Once I arrived at the drive-in, I pulled up in front of the narrow booth and stopped so that Deborah's face was blocked from view. I payed our way and...slowly drove to the far corner of the Drive-in and backed up into a spot as far away from everyone else as possible. I rolled the window down to place the speaker on it and rolled it back. Wouldn't you know that the second showing of an Elvis Movie was getting ready to start. He was Deborah's favorite singer. A fitting last date for her. I tilted. She told me to stay still and keep my eyes closed. I heard her fumbling around in the nightstand then doing something. She started by kissing behind my ear, and she whispered, “Now I will introduce you to a girl’s best friend." I felt a penetration; it was a stiff object she was inserting. It felt hard, cool, and smooth. She pushed it in then she was pulling it out. Back and forth she went and it felt so good. I wondered if it would ever feel this good with Thomas, then all of a sudden I felt. ” She looked so hurt until I smiled. “No, Beth, it wasn’t okay, but it was fantastic…incredible…and absolutely wonderful—just like you.”She had her “exasperated” expression on her face as she said, “Bert!” Then she smiled and leaned down to kiss me. She spoke again once she had broken it. “There was only one thing I didn’t like. How can you stand getting hair in your mouth?”“I never really thought about it, to be honest.”“I have been thinking. I want to do it again, but do you think we. " Jeremy interrupted again (you can't prevent it so you just need to get used to it and move on)."Right, so they were behind and had to work a Saturday to catch up. Now usually, the Mrs. is off doing chores, shopping, dealing with the kids, or whatever it is that keeps us from having time together. This time, she wasn't. Most times, when she finally finds a few hours to enjoy she chooses between something good to eat or watching a movie. Another is that she finally gets around to thinking about.