. we must have, after a year anda half!" he proclaimed."But I don't remember, it must not have been good at all," Ginny said, leaning against the wall... that separated the kitchenand living area.Running a hand through his dark hair, he narrowed his eyes. "It's always good," he said defensively. "And you shouldn'tsay such things to your boyfriend," he added.Ginny giggled and moved towards him slowly, looking at him like he was a wild a****l. "Sorry, but maybe my memory isfading then, after all I. Miss Jay and I have had our differences before this, but when I started wearing the Playboy shirts it seemed to validate every fear and suspicion she had about me. She's asked me not to wear the shirts to school, and we've gone a few rounds with the principal and school superintendent about this issue.I've always won, but only because the school didn't want to get into a free speech lawsuit. But that hasn't stopped her from claiming I was "disrupting" her class with my "attitude." This usually. We were married. I examined my feelings for her. She was a wonderful person; we could talk about anything, yet we didn't. We very rarely talked at all if it wasn't related to caring for our home. Oh, sure we went out to eat most Saturday evenings but our conversations were very shallow then we went home and screwed. I couldn't remember the last time we had made love." About that time Willadean came wandering out of the kitchen onto the patio. She bent and gave me a kiss on the top of my head. ’ I laughed, pulling a camisole over my head. ‘Well that’s good at least. They seemed like they had fun.’ He ran a hand over his hair, stretching and smiling with a yawn. I walked over and wrapped my arms around him, resting my cheek against his back. ‘You okay honey? You look exhausted.’ I asked. ‘Hmm? I’m alright. Just tired. And my shoulders are sore from driving home.’ He replied with another yawn. I felt slightly guilty, even though I’d driven us to the park that morning. ‘I’m sorry.