“You have a problem?” he asked, not waiting for her to speak.
“Not really. Except I’m so … so, oh, you know, ready to get on with things.” Her eyes were alive with desire.
He smiled. “Ah, yes. Well, we’ll be going to bed very soon.” She let the delicious thought of that make her lick her lips with desire. “But you do have some concern. I can see it in your eyes.”
“Just a silly one really,” she said sitting down in a chair nearby.
“And that is?”
“I was wondering,” she was about to blush, “did you ever take Leonora to the woodshed, the way you’ve taken your children?”
The question surprised him but not unduly. “Yes, once that I remember, but there might have been another time. Does that bother you?”
“Not really. I just wondered …”
“Wondered what? If you have that to look forward to?
