Of course we couldn't just buy the thing. We had to ask the storeowners permission if we could take a couple of photos of it. At first he looked like ...we had asked a stupid question.Then I helped explain, "My wife is at home sick in bed and having a hard time walking around from the pregnancy. She whined about not being able to come, but I had to explain to her that due to her health she must think of the baby. However the problem is we cannot postpone it any longer. The baby is due next week. I felt likeeveryone was looking even though no one noticed me.I walked to the front door realizing that I looked like everyone else inthe salon. My hair, my makeup, and my outfit looked proper. I wasn'toverdressed. I looked fine.Of course, this was the oddity. Until this morning, I was the husband, aman, to the beautiful woman at the door. I remembered that this was mybirthday. This whole transformation was my gift from my wife. Afterreading the stories I had bookmarked, she'd created this. Now stood in only her panties, she felt utterly confused and defeated by her own helplessness, and profoundly aware of the sight that she was offering to the mobster behind her.“Turn around.”She turned, not because she wanted to do so but simply because he had told her too. As she faced him, she saw his eyes drink in the sight of her. He did it slowly and deliberately, making sure that the beautiful woman before him was fully aware of her own helplessness. Mixed feelings of shame, anger and. When we continued talking about the frustrated couple, Nadia took the opportunity to throw her own problem into the ring.“I know how they feel,” she said ruefully. Louise patted her hand as if they had had this conversation before.“John still in the UK?” I ventured, and she nodded.“I didn’t sign up to be a nun,” she sighed. There was a lull before she continued. “I’ve been reading about sex dating websites. They say they’re full of ordinary, nice people who just don’t have a regular sex partner.