Michelle was grinning and turning a little pink. I asked her what was wrong."I promise I wasn't snooping, but when I pulled out the towels from in the... bedroom, a bunch of DVDs fell out of the shelf. The titles looked interesting. Are those really movies of people having sex?"I had forgotten about my movie collection. Now it was my turn to be a little embarrassed. "Yes Mickey, those are erotic movies. I had forgotten all about them."I could see a twinkle in her eyes now. "Do you think we could. Maybe it’s the high school senior who always gets picked on because she has twice as many pimples as the rest of the student body combined. Maybe it’s a middle-aged man who works down in the sewers fixing pipes and wading through… well… you know. These people have a lot to complain about and you think to yourself, “wow, their life must really suck”.So why are they always so damn happy? Never without a grin, always giving an enthusiastic wave and a “how do ya do” no matter what time of the day. I was lost for words and she smiled and said "I hope you like it, didn't want to be underdressed for our first visit to a sex club".I was flabbergasted, she explained she had found a place online and wanted to surprise me. We punched the address into the satnav and set off.We arrived at an industrial looking building and rang the bell, the door was opened and we went inside where we were met by the host who explained the rules and took our coats and took us for a guided tour. Sarah seemed very. I’m sorry for what I did. I was afraid of what would happen after I moved and I thought it’d be so much easier for us both if our relationship ended before I left. I was wrong. I was wrong and I am sorry.” Her eyes plead with me and it makes my heart ache that she feels so guilty, but the way she looks right now is just so cute and innocent that it makes my heart flutter at the same time. “I know, Emma. I forgive you.” I see her worry slowly melt into relief and then into joy. An echoing smile.