“Look, I'm just a voice on the phone; you don't know me and can always put the phone down anytime, so why not just tell me?” Trisha said.The man c...oughed, then silence, another cough and the truth came pouring out. “I am so embarrassed; I don't know where to start.” His voice was shaking, but whether from shame or nervousness Trisha couldn't be sure. “I’m not young anymore; in fact I'm in my sixties, still fit and active. It's just things are not working well, you know... down below!” Once more. The following year I was pregnant again and this time I had a little girl. We adore each of them. I gave up any career ideas and allowed my husband and my children to consume my life. My sex life returned to what everyone calls normal, which is very infrequent if at all. All that changed one afternoon.It started on a Friday afternoon while cleaning the house. I was in the master bath when I picked up, for the thousandth time, a Penthouse Forum magazine that Stan had left out conspicuously next. They were very apologetic about absenting themselves but could not pass up the opportunity to play on a championship golf course. They began giving me what sounded as it it would be a detailed account of play but I hastily informed them that I was sure it was a wonderful event and the three of us made our way outside into a beautiful sunny morning and strolled around the hotel. We must have appeared an odd trio with the age gap so apparent.We eventually found ourselves back in the bedroom and. Any tension that might have existed between Katie and himself dissolved with the Commander's chuckle."You're doing fine so far, young lady. I prefer this meeting already." Jeff tells me you have radar contact with ships in the area similar to the ones we saw before?" Yes, ma'am, we do. We have fifty ships showing on our radar screens. One has landed, the others are remaining stationary. They have different radar images but my radar officer says they are obviously of the same general design.".