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from the downstairs TV. It was what Matty did on Saturday morningssteal down as soon as Gretchen woke him and get in an hour before she and Calvin came down. Now he just slept. |
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Terry washed and removed her nightgown. She studied herself in the mirror. There was a time she liked looking at her body, when it still held the athletic shapeliness of her twenties. But now it looked dated. Across her lower abdomen was that red zipper of a scar from the Caesarean last fall. That and ten pounds of extra fat was all she had to show for that ordeal. She needed to get back to aerobic classes. Her waist had thickened, and her thighs had that incipient doughy look. No wonder Calvin had lost his sexual appetite. |
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She took a gargle of mouthwash and headed back to bed. Naked, she crawled beside him. "Hi there, big fella. Come here often?" She ran her hand down his thigh and kissed him. |
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He looked startled. "What brought this on?" |
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"Don't look a gift cow in the mouth." |
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She pulled his face to her breasts. He did not protest, but seemed to respond guardedlyprobably shock. Terry stroked his head, determined to make this one good. She felt genuinely aroused, and sought the escape, the relief, only sex could provide her. But more than that, she wanted to break the ramparts of ice that had swelled between them. It had been weeks since they last made love. |
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"Damage control," she whispered as she threw back the covers and straddled him. |
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Calvin started to say something but she cut him off with a kiss. "I love you," she whispered. |
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"Haven't heard that for a long time." |
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"Sorry," she said. "But I really do." |
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"I love you, too. Very much." |
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For several minutes they kissed, and she took Calvin's hand and closed it over her pubis and urged him into motion. She reached down only to discover that he was not the least bit aroused. (The fifth time in a month!) |
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She tried different strategies, things she didn't ordinarily do. She flicked her tongue in his ear. It didn't help. She rubbed her breasts across his chest. He did not respond. |
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Why couldn't he get it up? She raised herself and let Calvin probe her with his mouth. He responded, squirming in place, but he was |
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