That’s all that I know about Lady Minerva Wisdom or whatever her name is now. I figured the bitch was just having a bit of fun and taking the piss o...ut of me. —- —- —- —- —- I’d come to the point where I had no more to say about Minerva or Kylie or whatever she wanted to call herself. It surprised me some, that Sandra and Harcourt had sat there and just listened to my diatribe for so long, although Sandra had kept us supplied with numerous cups of tea and coffee. But then I remembered an old. Still, it wasn't like she wanted to run away with him. And, I watched the tapes; he wasn't anything special in bed. In fact, he fucked like one would expect from an 18-year-old virgin: sloppy, quick, and over-eager. My wife got off with him some of the time, but only when she worked her clit while he was pumping away like a bunny. It really seemed like an extension of her tutoring of him. No excuse, but it didn't seem to be about love or a desire for sexual satisfaction that she was missing. Family life puts so much pressure on you as a couple that sometimes you drift apart while you are just trying to keep the family together. Ironic huh? This is a story about what I did in 1999. It was a turning point in how I understand my own sexuality. In August 1999 my wife and I bought our first PC. This was a time of dial up Internet and clunky digital cameras. The cover for buying the PC was work and family use, but my goal was to explore the Internet for sex. Being married, in the. I tried to relax and do some reading while waiting to board the flight; it was a lost cause though, because I couldn't focus on my book; I was too nervous and excited.I put my book aside and when I looked around I saw a prim looking young woman staring at me. When our eyes met she blushed and smiled embarrassedly."Forgive me for staring please, I'm just surprised at your choice of reading material," she said.I held up Nana's copy of another of James Hilton's books, this one a yellow, dog-eared.