Then my wife asked, “Please tell me what it felt like. I’ve never had one.”Kitty looked shocked and then she said, “Never! Not even when you m...sturbate.”My wife said, “I don’t masturbate. My mother caught me when I was about your age and beat me raw.”Kitty asked, “What about when Daddy fingers your pussy?”My wife said, “In the beginning it was hard to control but now he can do just about anything to me and I can resist.”Kitty asked, “So, you are telling me that you don’t cum because you don’t. My eyes open and looking right as him. In that moment I see all I need to. As I move close, as our bodies meet, as his hand finds the small of my back and pulls my hips into his, I saw our night play out. We bounce slowly, looking into each other’s faces, a smile playing over each of our mouths. His lips meet mine, slowly, hesitantly. I felt the warmth spreading inside me up my whole body. The intensity of the kissing rising, my hands pulling him closer, my tongue flicking the roof of his. ”“And I never stopped loving you, I still do,” she said, “but the answer really should be no, but yes.”Now I was confused.“Yes, David, I want to be your girlfriend again,” she continued, “But I don’t want to be your current girlfriend, and I don’t want to be your next girlfriend. What I want to be is your last girlfriend. I want to be the one that you slip a ring onto the finger of, the one who is yours forever. I’m not ready for that, and I don’t think you are either.”“So what do we do in the. Stood there waiting. I was afraid and excited, both at the same time. What if I'd guessed wrong? It was possible that I was kidding myself here. Was this like an ant trying to rape an elephant? Every second that I waited seemed so much longer than that to me. By the time that I'd begun to be convinced that I had been right, and the voice would have to deal with me on a more equal footing, I started sensing that I was all alone again. I couldn't feel his presence with me at all. Silence.