" She volunteered to Frank shyly."Oh no, anything but," Frank replied rather breathlessly. "You look absolutely fantastic - oh I'm sorry, I should not...have said that." Realising that his response could easily be misconstrued, and again lapsing into an embarrassed silence.It was obvious to Jill that Frank was finding it hard to cope. He was no longer the cool dispassionate lecturer that Jill saw every day at College."I'm surprised that your wife is not living here with you. Doesn't she like the. He had pulled back the covers and was laying on the sheet, an erection trying to peek from his boxers. Ronnie was brushing her hair in the bathroom. She had on a short silk robe. “You think this is the way?”Ronnie came back in and sat next to her husband on the bed. “Nervous, Frank? You?” She tugged his boxers down and lovingly fondled his manhood. “You’ve seen it yourself. She’s so wrapped up in her dead husband she can’t see the world around her. God, Sue’s only thirty-five! That’s way too. I tried to forget that I'd been exposed to an illness that might kill me. My kids helped me through. I could focus on them and push back my fears for a time.Until the time came to tell them that I had been exposed. "There's something I have to tell you all."I watched them all shift in their chairs and their eyes got big. “You all have heard about the coronavirus. It's why we aren't meeting in person. Well, I have been exposed to it. I'm feeling fine, and I plan to return to you, but decency. And what prompted you to come to me with this issue?”“We’re both struggling, seriously struggling,” I said. “Not just our mood swings, which, you may have guessed are hereditary.”Doctor Mercer nodded, “That thought did cross my mind from our previous sessions. As well as your cryptic comments about issues you were handling without my help. I have to ask, are you two still sexually active with each other?”I shook my head, “No. As we said, it ended more than six years ago, before I got.