Then we started talking about sex positions, and I started showing her physically - but without penetration; saddly, she was off the pill for the time...being - various positions I was aware of. Even though she had been sexually active for several years, and had had sex on a regular basis with a young man at the same university as her for a couple of years, just about all of these positions were completely new to her. It seemed that missionary was it.Where things got interesting is when I started. 'Want me to stay and wash your back?' I said, still joking.Susan looked thoughtful for a second, then smiled shyly.'Yes. There're some other places I can't seem to reach, too.'I suddenly realised she wasn't joking. She was asking me to stay and shower with her. Did I want to? The question flew through my brain and the answer came quickly: Yes. She was so beautiful and I tried to tell myself that it would be a good deed to help this woman out of her misery. It wouldn't really be adultery; I. Sharon sat me down and explained, “Ruth, I do love you so, but you can be such hard work. I think we need to increase your discipline rather than reduce it and by that I mean giving you less leeway. What do you think?” I wasn’t sure what she meant so explained what I knew to be the case. “I do know I can be very self-opinionated and that I am also rude to you and have a short fuse, which I guess is the main problem with me. I do want to be a better person though and make you happy to have me. I paid attention to it all, remembering their faces and words (and names.)The dining table was even now a formidable piece of furniture, although it was much reduced in circumstance. The only thing he had left from his former life in his Country of origin, all the leaves were missing, and it bore many battle scars of it’s journeys in spite of being lovingly attended. Still, it was quite large even in it’s collapsed form, thick, solid, and heavier than it should be. We never discussed it, but in.