I hoped she could. We had dinner that evening, and it was pleasant. Erica was very happy. That was good to see. I believed I had pleased her, and that... was important in any marriage. As we dined Emily was smiling often, as if she had a secret. "You look happy tonight, Emily, dear. What have you been doing besides lying out in the sun, while your poor mom is slaving away with classwork?" "Oh, Mom, I'm good. Just trying to do some writing. You know I like to do that. I suppose I should show you. Actually In this age she wanted to be looked after by her husband but he does not care her as in this age she started to loose her beauty. I think women in this age need more love and affection than before and started to look to any young man who give this all and that young man is nothing but her own son who is now nature and can understand his mother. In this age nobody finds her beautiful and somehow she comforts herself. And so, you may be observed that they take care of her mature sons to. I got up off Pauline and pulled my pants back up along with cotton briefs... holes and all, and fastened everything back the way they were when I first entered the bedroom.Pauline suddenly started crying.Oh-Shit! I'm thinking puppy chow by now, maybe even the full humiliation of being pulverized to "cat food"!To my astonishment, she turns her teary-eyed gaze up to me and said, "I am so embarrassed!" Wh-What? Why?", I asked, totally befuddled.She answered, "Because I came so fast. I wanted it to. “You don’t smell the same. There’s no sexual anticipation, men get turned on, they get hard and they erupt. End of story. Women on the other hand – can feel urges when their nipples are sucked and licked, some can come just by being kissed and some need the attention span of a saint to pleasure them. Everyone is different and they all pose a challenge.”I knew what she meant but there was something deeper that I wanted to get at. Something unsaid.“Do you hate men?”Emily looked down at her thighs.