CHAPTER FIVE
I had a multitude of desires before I met Clara. But they were not like the present sensations that betake me with my adorable wife. She had no idea, of course, on the emptiness of express that assailed me during my many years without her.
Yet, she doesn't know that I am keeping notes on our amorous exploits. And she doesn't know that I need desperately her presence.
If I should note some thoughts that come into my mind at one time or another, it is because these too inspire the extra-sensual which is another envelop of the large sensual envelop which enshrouds me.
Our recent effort together was bone-breaking, but our souls held together. Neither I nor Clara wanted to quit and we resolved to seek out other unknown delights.
We were virulent and we had to exteriorise ourse
