Outside of her, it was endless lectures of absolutely no more of that. You’re done now. Enough acting like an adolescent. Then that clawing sense of sexual starvation would again start to flare up and had so little trouble convincing him after such a long absence, "Just do it, it’s been so long, no one else knows but her, and look at how exquisitely she blossoms beneath this. No one else knows." And that damning curiosity roaring so loud in his ears again.