TriadChapter 5 Crime and Punishment
Cathy and I were fast asleep when Helen arrived with our breakfast. Yawning and rubbing my eyes, I reflected on how our daily routine had changed since Helen had arrived in our house. In the old days - the period before Helen seemed to belong into some prior existence, and meeting her had been the start of a new era - in the old days, most of our lovemaking took place in bed, at night. Sometimes it would go on into the small hours of the morning, and we would be tired for the rest of the...