Recollections2
We were both young, recently married and attending different colleges. We shared the car, both being able to drive. Sometimes I took it; sometimes Pam did, usually when we knew I could get a lift home. One evening Pam was a little later in than expected. “Oh, a student meeting. You know how it goes and Bike is so involved in student politics you get caught up in it.” “Bike?” “We call him that. He cycles everywhere.” We followed our usual routine, bit of study, bed, but no sex. She was...