He turned over and looked at Sarah. She was in a deep, peaceful sleep. She lay on her back, her long, wavy brunette hair a messy tumble on the pillow ...round her delicate face. One large breast was exposed from the covers. Will thought she was utter perfection. Will reached out his hand to her face and caressed down her cheek bone. He lent forward and lightly kissed her on the forehead as he traced his fingers down the ridges of her spine. She began to stir, mumbling the non-sensicle murmurs. Sitting on the seating under the water I started to cool off. The back yard went another half mile to the creek that bordered the yard on two sides. There were some old farm sheds still standing down there next to what Dad called the bush block that ran another mile before it reached the fence of the nearest neighbor.I dipped my head in the water and rinsed my hair then lay back with my head resting on the edge of the Tub and my feet floating out in front of me.Dad came out and stood, watching. The second night, he caught her texting her best friend at nearly two o'clock. He handled the situation calmly. The twenty year old male grabbed her cellphone, set it on his nightstand and pulled her close to him, practically giving her no choice but to sleep.Tonight, as she entered the restroom to brush her teeth, she did so with annoyance. It was eleven fifteen. She began to wonder why he didn't obey his own rule. He usually came to bed five minutes before midnight.She finished washing her. This is a true story and hope you guys like it.I had already been chatting with a much more mature lady (around 46) at that time. She was Indian and was in a private firm supposedly in a senior position. What I understood from the chat sessions though was that she was as open minded about meeting someone discreetly as I was. Once a business trip to NYC materialized I quickly made plans to meet up with her for an evening coffee and see how it goes. Though she had shared only a grainy picture.