Yes, it matters," Linda said."Fine," Carly replied. "He said that sometimes before they were married, they would do it as many as six times in one nig...t." No WAY!" Linda said loudly. Carly gestured for her to keep her voice down. "Six times?" Linda lowered her voice, but not very much. "Holy cow! Six times. No wonder he's a little backed-up!" Please, Linda," Carly said. "Not so loud. Anyway, he's uh, he's not really that backed-up any more." What does that mean?" Linda asked."He relieved his. Guilt. I got used to seeing that expression." Your family don't sound the sort of people to feel guilty." Sophie pointed out as she moved down to check the lurid red swollen area above his hip."Not on them..." Caerys admitted. "In the mirror." Sophie looked up, briefly, and back down."I have to deal with this." She pointed. "We can talk later, but... you shouldn't have been made to feel guilty." I know." Caerys nodded. "I shouldn't have been made to do a lot of things... Deal with this, I'll go. I didn’t accompany him that morning as I usually did. I don’t remember why now. Something silly I suppose, like a shopping trip with a friend, or some other silly errand. In any case, I was emptying the dishwasher when he returned from his run. He seemed unusually winded, but happy. I teased him that he wasn’t in his twenties any more, and that fifty was closer to him that forty now (he was 49 and I was five years younger). He laughed, and hugged me tightly with a deep kiss that I returned. I. I even did this morning.”Renee was startled at that and grinned, “You DID! Tell me why.”Rob explained about his discovery on awakening. Renee shook her head, “I know I’m horny! Sorry I slept through it all.”She slugged down the rest of the drink, stood up to face him, pulled her nighty over her head and clad only in some cotton panties, said, “Is this what you wanted to see when we were younger?”He nodded vigorously so she, emboldened, pulled down her panties and slowly twirled around. “And.