"Oooohhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhh," she moaned.It burned as it went in, a wonderful, liquid burning, steadilyincreasing as she lowered her hips. Inch by inch...it went in, and up andup leapt the fire. A spurt of fire splashed up her spine, causing herto gasp; she reached her hymen! Her insides were boiling, and shegently pressed down, but the pain spiked in the fire, arresting hermovements."Ooouuuuucccchhhhhhh," she said, trying to hold her hips steady,fighting the fire that forced her hips. Not only was he thorough, but I really started to see his passion for his work. He loved the way a house flowed. He loved minute details that hardly anyone would notice. He loved the way a house felt. I also noticed he always made sure I entered the room first. He always let me speak first and finish my questions. He made sure all of my questions were answered and he didn’t make me feel stupid when he answered them. I realized how Danny did all those things and it was starting to make me. “How are you?” I asked. “Fine, thank you. And you?” “Very well,” I replied. “Thanks.” There was a pregnant pause. “I was wondering,” he went on, “I was wondering if we could maybe… get together later?” I let the question hang in the air. The pause got longer and longer. At first it was just because I wasn’t sure how to respond. Then I realised what power there was in making him wait for my response. Eventually he said, “Hello?” “Hi,” I responded. “Oh. I thought the line had gone dead.” “No,. If I don’t give her a reason to fall OUT of love with me by my jealousy and other antics, then she can love both of us, and we can both love her. Seems to me, there’s suddenly more love in the world.”“But wasn’t she unfaithful to you?”“Me? To what? Alice and I renegotiated our marriage vows five years ago. Before that we’d even had the ‘honor and obey’ clause in the wedding ceremony on her part, but not on mine. Talk about equality; I’m ashamed to think about it. We now use the term ‘respect’.