"Sally almost ran to where Bobby was and jumped onto the couch next to him. Too close, in fact. He grunted when her elbow jabbed his ribs."Oops, sorry..." Sally said.She backed away so that she had room to bend over and kiss the bruised area. Bobby had driven home without his shirt on and when he changed into shorts he hadn't bothered to put one on. Sally's soft kisses caused Bobby to squirm and he pushed her away."What's the matter? Is my big boy ticklish?"Sally attacked his ribs more playfully. Now there was to be………What?! He was to be in her city for several days and suggested they meet if that were feasible, desirable for her. Of course it was!!! She could want nothing else. Or could she….? As the time approached, she had spent as much time in the lubricious contemplation of their meeting as in anguish at whether it possibly could satisfy the inflated expectations of either. What could they do? What would they want to do? They would have ample opportunity, but how could they realize. Now, if you want to stay married to me you will agree to dowhat I want you to do. If after the year you are still an attentivehusband then we may return to normal. I don't know if I can everforgive you for what you have done. You will have to take yourchances. If you are still the man I married after a year then Ihope I can be over it. Do you want to try to save our marriage ornot?" He said, "I promise I'll do anything to save our marriage. I amsorry I have hurt you. I will become the husband. He knew that that piece of knowledge might be very important. He's a smart kid. I found his baggage, a large pack, and went through it finding the list, thick and closely spaced. I found out some local zip codes and looked up those codes. I found the names and addresses of four local hams. There were a number in Fort Wayne, but I hoped we wouldn't have to go into the city. I took my list, found one of the Antwerp people, and showed them the list explaining what we wanted to do and why. He knew.