“There’s a woman. Someone I’ve seen and know a little about but haven’t really met,” I said.“Huh? A woman you’re interested in? Huh?” ...e said. I had to smile.“Not the way you mean,” I said. “It’s a woman who was here last week and when I was here a couple of months ago too. She’s in the same situation as me, and about the same degree or level of progression. I mean of the AIDS.”“Okay, but you don’t know her or what all? What does she have to do with anything? I mean lots of people have AIDS.. "Well, Milton... I mean Millie," said Grace. "This explains why you werenever any good in bed. I always thought it was just because you were aselfish jerk, but now I can see -- how could I miss it? -- that there wasa woman inside you, waiting to show herself. And boy-oh-boy, is sheshowing." Really," seconded Amy. "You were a selfish dud in the bedroom, despitea decent-sized dick. Your sex appeal was all in your fat wallet. Andnow look what you've done to yourself. It's sort of. " And you were gone as quietly and quickly as you had appeared.As I walked home I thought about what had happened. After all my dreaming, I had met her at last. My dream kingdom now had a queen. A real person who seemed to like me and wanted to spend time with me.The next day we met again. We talked and laughed and I was enchanted by your smile. You had brought some iced tea along and shared it with me. When you handed it to me our fingers touched and I felt a spark as if we had shuffled across. We went inside our little one bedroom cottage.We made a little small talk about how long we had each lived here, jobs and other meaningless stuff. Their names were Robert and Sally and I soon learned everything my wife knew about them.Eventually, Robert asked me what I thought of the pictures? I said well it sure looked like you guys had fun. Sally said she was surprised that was my wife’s first time to eat pussy because she gave her several orgasms. This frank discussion while sitting on the.