" I... I'd love to, but tonight I have... other plans. Another time maybe?" Of course, maybe next week," replied the wife, just a bit surprised as in ...all the months Marianne had lived in the apartment she had never gone out for anything others than groceries and shopping. Christy smiled, wondering if the young woman was dating at last. She felt a bit possessive, almost like a parent, wondering who it might be, then chiding herself for being nosey, she put down the receiver, smiled and prepared. When she came home she had the answer. She told me we were fortunate that we both wanted kids, because the doctor told her that once she had a child, she would be stretched enough that both of us would be able to enjoy sex together.The problem was how do I get her pregnant if I can't make love to her. I was thinking of artificial insemination but Kathy would not agree. She said it would have to be done the natural way or not at all. In the end she gave me an ultimatum, either I let her get a. And I don't have to answer anything. Leave me alone." I smiled on the inside. She didn't answer the question, meaning she was curious, but scared to admit it. That meant I would surely get into her panties sooner or later. Unfortunately it wasn't tonight.I did sleep with a best friend tonight, though. Not my best friend, but Amber's best friend Tammi. She heard every word of the argument. When I jumped up to leave the firework show, she followed me."I heard you and Wendi down by the lake," she. "I should've stopped with the drinks we had dinner. I have to confess something and there is no one to confess it to but you. I have accepted Stan's death but do you know we used to have sex almost every night." No, mom. I didn't know that." He replied, and I noted his eyes blinking and his head straightening. "That's what I was referring to when I said you shouldn't throw away too much time." You know how hard it is to find someone that doesn't care about things?" I said confusingly."What are.