As I look back at this week I don't know where it went. Tom tells me that we actually got a fair amount done. He finished cleaning out the hot tub this morning while I was on the phone. I stood in my robe in front of the window and opened it so he could see my naked body. I ran my hand down my body and twirled my pubic hair. He found it a little difficult to concentrate on refilling the hot tub. He dashed in and called out loudly - two minutes. A few minutes later he came in and was ready to take me up on my invitation so I said goodbye to F. I think I have been, if possible, even more interested in having sex this week. I think it is how I react to the shock of the terrible tragedy. It gives me a way of setting it aside when it is all too overwhelming.
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