In her diary which I read years later she explained: "I am haunted by the vision of myself at age 18, with such hopes and dreams for the future, a gir...l who never met the young prince she wanted. And now I never shall." At her family's urging she had married a gentleman over twenty years her senior and for no better reason than that he owned this large house and grounds on the Viking Point promontory. When she took up married life she "left her soul behind her."By reason of her frigidity, on the. On Saturday, every time I closed my eyes brought back the vision of my wife on that hotel bed with that asshole behind her, fucking her, driving his cock into the woman that was the center of my world. Sleep was impossible.I started having more thoughts of inadequacy. Had I driven her into the asshole's arms? Was there something lacking in me that made her seek satisfaction elsewhere? Why would a successful, apparently happily married woman have sex with another man? I knew that we had had. " Sue, we won't have a choice. We're both going to be girls- it's not like we can ever make... I mean, be together theway I... we want." Jack, listen to me. We'll worry about that when the timecomes. We both know there's something between us moreimportant than sex. No matter what happens, I'm going to bethere for you - I'll help you in every way. No one willever have the same place in my heart ? because... I... loveyou."Yesterday I would have been elated to hear her say that.Now, the moment was. ..who...who are you?'She beams. 'I, my dear child, am the goddess Aphrodite, patron of love, beauty and pleasure.' My jaw drops.'Aphrodite?! As in the goddess for all those stories?! Why are you here in my drea-' She stops me dead in my sentence by gentely placing a finger on my lips. The contact sends pulses throughout my body, pumping my dick full of blood until it is stressfully erect.'Do not speak, John, for we do not have much time. I appear to you to pay back a debt i owe to an ancient.