We examined my pastrelationships, those fears and doubts and how I felt I would handle eachone. They alternated trying to talk me into it, then trying... to talk meout of it to see where my opinions lay. They brought up other things Ihadn't even considered, like how I would feel having to learn to pass asa believable midwestern girl turned princess, what if the process didn'twork, etc. By the time we were done, my mind was a wreck. I sat in theplush waiting room with Stephanie and Roland, waiting. . you know. Have sex with others again after that. That probably sounds kind of stupid to you, doesn't it?" Yeah... Pretty dumb. Especially with it being Jennifer and all. She's the last person on Earth I would have believed to even want to have sex, let alone let her husband have sex with others." Shit. That's what I was afraid of," I moaned as I fell back on the bed beside her."What are you going to do?" I don't know... I love her so much... I can't imagine being without her... But I know I. All through the meal she squirmed in her seat, she was so excited to be with him at last. They ate and drank plenty of wine, Ali’s head swirled with emotions she hadn’t felt since High School. After they finished the meal and another glass of wine, he walked her to her car, he asked if she wanted to go back to his room, which was just across the street form the restaurant. She leaned in close to him, her lips lightly touched his as his hands moved across her back, touching her bare flesh. "You've been so tentative; I wasn't sure what you wanted." He said. "I like top or bottom — one day you'll have to try it." I wasn't sure myself. But" I paused, "I want you to understand. I'm a bit spoiled. I usually get what I want — once I know what it is, at least." What do you want now?" a small knowing smile lingered on his lips — a look I'd come to appreciate."You." I pulled him over the table, surprising him as much as the kiss I extract did. I paid for dinner and took him back to the.