Bob kissed and stroked me until I had a climax, a blessedly small one. Bob had worried about physical pain, and there had been some, then he had been ...orry about that. That concern, that sorrow, had quieted my worries about the commitment that I had just made.Our fourth night had changed my understanding. My pain had been gone; we were in the tent instead of a hotel room. This time, Bob had stopped his stroking short of my climax. Then he had entered me slowly. Absent the pain of the first. Mary and I had been married for just on thirty years and now I waslooking at closets full of her clothes wondering what I would do withouther.At fifty-two I was alone because a stupid bastard had decided to drivehome from a bar with a load on and T-boned Mary's car. She never knewwhat hit her.My tears had been shed until I thought none were left. The marriage hadbeen productive but not with children; we were both too career orientatedagreeing early that kids were not on the agenda. Naturally,. More

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