We sat together in the bedroom, chatting. It all seemed very natural, but was there anything natural about waiting for a man to show up to have sex with your wife? Did it become natural if the husband wanted it? If the wife wanted it?
I didn't know what was natural anymore, for a marriage, for me, for Carol. I was kept from freaking out by one thing only- we both wanted this. We'd discussed it, fantasized about it, planned it. And yet, on the cusp of the event, it all seemed surreal