She thought she knew him when they married, he was a good man, always considerate of her feelings, and always a decent, if not a great, lover. They ha...d planned to have kids. Then Hank changed. He started hanging with men that Janie was afraid of, men that drank and thought that women were nothing more than sex objects.Hank wasn't as tough as the crowd he ran with. When he tried to be, his opponents always made him back down. He was a coward. He stopped making love to Janie and she suspected. What an odd thought, I mused. After all, I was aman, or at least I had been. Yet I knew what to do as a woman after sex,almost as if everything I needed to know was buried somewhere in mymind. As if to prove this point, I realized I had absently gone over to"my" dresser, pulled out a short nightie, and slipped it over my headwithout giving it a second thought. It was like an autonomic response,like breathing in and out.I slipped gracefully into bed. Thank god it was a king size. The wayJerry. ”“You just said you didn’t know what to do.”“True. That doesn’t mean that we can’t talk about it and figure out what you can try,” Harry said.Sharon and Cathy came out of the house and noticed the males in a deep discussion. It looked like a very intense exchange. Still, it didn’t look like they were angry at each other. Sharon looked over at Cathy and asked, “Do you think we should interrupt them?”“I don’t know. The appetizers will get cold if we don’t serve them now,” she answered looking at. . My mouth leaves yours, and I begin kissing around your lips, then all over your face, your lips tracing the same path as mine as we cover each other's face with little butterfly kisses. You throw your head back as my mouth leaves your face and I nuzzle at your throat, feeling your quickening pulse against my lips as I kiss your soft skin. I rake my teeth lightly across your throat, and at the same time my hand moves to cup and squeeze your left breast. You moan as you feel my lips,.