We cut our stay at the hotel by a week. The place suddenly became depressing to me. There were too many memories. We went back to New York. We spent the second week in the condo. Helen had left for Pittsburg, so Janet could make as much noise as she wanted. Janet, during her tenure with me, became somewhat of a screamer. Sometimes, she would cry hysterically when she reached an orgasm. I wouldn’t have wanted Helen to hear Janet in her moments of ecstasy. She may have gotten the wrong idea and believed I was abusing her.
Time flies when everything is going right!
The marriage was now going into its second year. Janet’s and my relationship together improved by the day.
Every day, first thing in the morning and the last thing at night, Janet would look me in the eye and say, “I love you.”
