Once upon a time I loved my wife and I thought she loved me. I thought we had a good marriage, but time changes all things and our relationship was no exception.

I met Gina by accident - literally - when she ran into the back of my car while I was sitting at a stoplight. It wasn’t her fault; she was rear ended and pushed into me. When we got out of our cars to check out the damage I paid more interest to her than I did the damage to my car. Visually speaking, she was my ideal woman. Tall at five-nine, long hair down to the middle of her back, she looked great without any makeup on and she had legs that seemed to go on forever. It didn’t hurt that she was showing off those legs by wearing four-inch heels.

While we were waiting for the cops to come and take the accident report we exchanged names, phone numbers and insurance information and while doing that I checked out her left hand and saw no rings. I decided that I had nothing to lose in going for it so I did and to my great joy she said yes when I asked her to have dinner with me. By the fifth date we were making out like teenagers and by the tenth she was giving me hand jobs while I finger fucked her. I tried to take it to the next level and she shot me down.

"Not until Rob, not until."

"Not until what?"

"Until I decide."

Well fuck this shit I thought and I put an end to the finger fucking, breast play and I kept my dick in my pants and when she reached for it I pushed her hand away.

"What’s wrong?" she wanted to know.

"You want to wait, we will wait, but I’m not going to spend anymore nights going home all worked up."

I still kept asking her out and she still kept saying yes and then one night while sitting on the couch in her apartment I went and did it - I asked Gina to marry me.

"I’ll give you an answer tomorrow," she said.

"Why tomorrow?"

"Because I need to see if we are a good enough fit for each other."

"How are you going to do that?"

"Come on" she said, "I’ll show you" and she took my hand and pulled me up off the couch and led me into her bedroom. When she was done with me I was too wiped out to even sit up. She smiled at me and said:

"You’ll do. Yes, I’ll marry you."

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When we said "I do" I was looking forward to a sex life and a half and for the first three years I had it. We started out our married life as a couple of sex fiends who could not leave each other alone, but somewhere along the way the fire, at least on Gina’s part, went out. My fire stayed lit, my desires were still there, but for all practical purposes I was alone in our queen-size bed. It didn’t matter what I did or what I tried I was the recipient of less and less sex with each passing month. More and more nights were spent in bed with Gina lying next to me, but with her back turned to me. Any attempt I made at intimacy was met with " Not tonight Rob, I don’t feel like it" or the old standby, "Not tonight Rob, I have a headache."

Other than the sexual all other aspects of our relationship seemed fine, but a sexless marriage is no marriage at all unless both partners are on the same page and that was definitely not the case with Gina and me. Lack of sex was turning me bitter and I seriously began thinking of divorce, so serious that I brought it up one night at the dinner table. I wasn’t at all subtle about it either.

"If you were making a list of what items you wanted to keep in a divorce what would be at the top of your list?"

"What kind of question is that?"

"Just looking ahead."

"Looking ahead at what?"

"A divorce."

"A divorce? Why are you thinking of a divorce? Why in God’s name are you thinking of something like that?"

"It is the usual way of getting out of a marriage that isn’t working."

"That’s nonsense! There isn’t anything wrong with our marriage."

"Maybe not from where you are sitting looking at it, but the view from where I am sitting is that we are about to crater."

"What is that you see that I’m not seeing?"

"An absence of sex."

"That again?"

"Yes Gina, that. It is a basic human need as far as I’m concerned and since I have no intention of becoming a monk or an eunuch and I refuse to cheat a divorce that will free me to go looking for the sex I want and need seems to be the only option."

"You would throw away everything we have over a stupid little thing like sex?"

"It isn’t a little thing to me Gina. Maybe if you hadn’t been such a nympho when we first got married I wouldn’t miss it so much, but miss it I do and I’m not going to go through the rest of my life without. I don’t know what suddenly turned you off, but nothing has turned me off."

"Well I’m sorry Rob, but I just don’t have any interest in sex anymore."

"Your choice Gina" I said as I got up and left the table.

I had hoped that the talk at the kitchen table would serve as a wake up call to Gina, but nothing changed in the following weeks as I made attempts to get something started only to be rebuffed. A month later I made one more try and I asked her to see a doctor and find out if there was a medical reason for her sudden lost interest in sex.

"Good God Rob, is that all you think of anymore? You are behaving like a little kid. Grow up Rob, get a grip."

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A couple more months went by and I don’t know how much longer it would have gone on, but everything came apart at a cocktail party at Gina’s boss’s house. It was held to celebrate something that I’ve forgotten, but I was like a command performance for Gina - she had to be there and it was expected that she have her significant other with her. I didn’t really want to go, but not because I thought it would be boring, but because I knew it would cause me to smolder and there would be no way to put the fire out.

I had attended two of Gina’s company Christmas parties and one company picnic and at all three I saw more sexy women than the law should allow. It must have been in the company policy and procedures manual that you couldn’t work for Herb unless as a women you were a fox or as a man you were married to one. And you put that many beautiful women together in one place and they purposely try and outdo each other as far as drawing attention is concerned. I left all three with a raging hard on. I was lucky after the first one because Gina was still making love to me, but the next two came after she decided to become celibate and I suffered.

The party was just as I feared. There were gorgeous, sexy women almost wall to wall. Gina and I circulated and socialized for about an hour and then I got involved with a group discussing the upcoming Bronco’s/Browns game and Gina wandered away to find a group talking about something more to her liking. It was maybe twenty minutes before I left the group and went looking for Gina. Someone said they saw her heading for the restroom. I needed to go so I headed that way. No one was in the bathroom so I went in, took care of business and when I came out I thought I heard, "Oh come on Gina" from the room across the hall. I opened the door and there stood my wife in the arms of another man and they were kissing.

"I guess he can see to it that you get home," I said as Gina turned and saw me just before I turned and walked away.

I went straight through the house and out the front door, got in my car and took off. On the way home I was making a mental list of what I needed to do to get the divorce going, but by the time I got home I was steaming and muttering to myself:

"Fuck a bunch of divorces. Why waste the fucking money."

I went down in the basement and grabbed some suitcases and started packing. I had almost all my clothes, guns and fishing gear loaded in the car when a cab pulled up in front and Gina got out. I headed upstairs to get the last bag out of the bedroom and Gina came into the room just as I closed it and set it on the floor.

"What are you doing Rob?"

"What I should have done a year ago. Getting the fuck out!"

"Just sit down Rob; calm down and let me explain. It is just a big misunderstanding."

"What’s not to understand? I get no sex at home because my wife says she just isn’t interested in sex anymore. Yeah, right. Just not interested in sex with me, just the assholes you work with. No wonder I never could get any; you were too fucking busy giving it to everybody else."

"Honestly Rob, you are ac…" and when she said "Honestly Rob" I lost it. I grabbed her, threw her on the bed on her stomach and then put a knee in her back to hold her down while I ripped her panties off her and threw them on the floor. I unzipped myself, pulled her up on her knees and drove my cock into her as she yelled, "Damn it Rob, let me go."

"I’ll let you go when I’m good and ready you worthless cunt! This is something else I should have done long ago. To hell with the begging, whining and pleading and trying to get what you were giving away to others. I should have just taken it."

"Damn it Rob, stop right now. You don’t und….OOOF," she yelled as I gripped her hips and slammed my cock into her.

"Rob, please,’ she moaned, "You need to…"

"All I need to do you unfaithful whore, is finish and then walk away from your sorry ass."

I held her hips firmly and pounded my cock into her cunt. Unfortunately, since I hadn’t been laid in forever I wasn’t going to last long enough to punish the bitch the way I really wanted to. She was dry and I had to be causing her a lot of discomfort and maybe even some pain, but then that is what I wanted to do.

"Please Rob, please" she moaned and I ignored her.

"Unhappy with me Gina? Not to worry. When I finish I’m out of here and you will be free to drag all your fucking asshole lovers home with you all you want."

"No Rob, please, you don’t understand. Please let me exp…."

I slammed myself into hard and held myself tight against her as my cock sent my cum boiling into her. I pushed her away from me and she fell forward on the bed. I put my cock away picked up the last bag and headed for the door. I was almost to the front door when she came out of the bedroom:

"Wait Rob, don’t leave, talk to me, please Rob, please talk to me."

I kept walking and I was already in the car when she came out on the front porch. She was running toward me across the yard as I backed down the drive into to street and drove away.

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I drove to the closest motel and checked in for the night. In the morning I called work and told them I would be in late. Then I hit the bank as soon as it opened and took half of everything and left the other half for Gina. She could also have the house. The payments were low enough that she should be able to handle them on what she made. Next stop was the Post Office to rent a box and fill out a change of address card so my mail would be forwarded to it.

When I got to work Marge (the secretary/receptionist) handed me a handful of message slips and I saw that all of them were from Gina so I dropped them in the trash can. Business had been slow and Harvey (my boss) had been contemplating cutbacks. I wouldn’t be affected because I was his very first hire, but I walked into his office and told him I’d take a voluntary layoff so one of the younger guys, especially one with kids wouldn’t have to take the hit. He argued that he couldn’t afford to lose me, but when I told him it was either the layoff or I would just resign he accepted it. I told him to hold my last check until I called him and told him where to send it.

If I were careful money wouldn’t be a problem. When my parents had died in an auto accident I was their only living relative so I got the insurance money and after taking care of the funeral arrangements I put the balance in a money market account. This was pre Gina so she had no claim on it when the divorce rolled around. It wasn’t a ton, but I could live off it for a couple of years if I was careful.

By noon I was on my way out of town and I didn’t have a clue as to where I was going or where I would end up.

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I had stopped in Denver for a bite to eat and was idly looking through the Rocky Mountain News as I waited for my food and I saw that there was plenty of work in my line and Denver was far enough away from Kansas City so I ended up staying. Four years went by and I was never served divorce papers and I never saw a lawyer so I didn’t know whether Gina knew where I was or not, but then I didn’t much care either. I hadn’t seen a lawyer because my mind set was let Gina or her lover pay for it.

I had no family and no really close friends in Kansas City so the only one I had been in touch with was Harv. He told me Gina called a dozen times a week until she finally accepted the fact that I didn’t work there anymore. Business had picked up and he kept after me to come back to work. I did give it some thought, but I liked Denver and the mountains and I had a pretty decent job so I kept putting Harv off.

And the women, good lord yes, the women. It seemed like Denver had more single women than men and I capitalized on it. No steady relationships - I wasn’t going to do that again - but I was never lonely.

The company I was working for sent me to Kansas City to attend a seminar on quality control methods. I stopped and shot the bull with Harvey and he made another pitch to get me to come back to work and I gave him the usual "I’ll see." I stopped at a restaurant for lunch and I was sitting in a booth reading the menu when I saw Gina walk in. I quickly turned my head so she wouldn’t see me, but I wasn’t quick enough and thirty seconds later she slid onto the seat across from me.

"Hi Rob."

"Hello Gina."

"How have you been?"

"Good."

"Not very talkative are you?"

"Don’t have anything to say to you."

"That’s too bad considering we have so much to talk about. Going to be here long?"

"No."

"Got enough time to stop by and meet your kids before you leave?"

"Kids? What kids?"

"You left me pregnant when you split."

"I left you pregnant? Not fucking likely. We hadn’t had sex in almost six months. The daddy is most likely Tom (the guy she was kissing) or one of your other boyfriends."

"You are forgetting what you did on the night you left me. No Rob, they are yours."

"Yeah, right."

"Easy enough to prove Rob. Come see them, take them to a clinic and have a DNA test done."

I didn’t believe her, but what if? "If I have the time I might stop by. Give me your address."

"I haven’t moved."

She sat there and looked at me in silence for several seconds and then said, "You don’t feel anything for me at all, do you?"

"I put you behind me four years ago Gina."

"Call before you come so I can make sure they are there. Here’s my cell number" and she wrote it down on a napkin and handed it to me. Then she got up, went to another booth, sat down and ordered her lunch.

I didn’t get much out of that afternoon’s session, not because of lack of content, but because my mind was elsewhere. Could I have gotten her pregnant on that last night? She said kids, as in more than one and I hadn’t asked. I didn’t know if she was talking twins, triplets, or even more. All girls, all boys, or boys and girls? No, they couldn’t be mine. She was just trying to run a mind game on me. But still, what if. It worked on me all afternoon and when the afternoon’s session was over I called Gina and made arrangements to stop by that evening.

I rang the bell and then waited and when she opened the door she said:

"You didn’t have to ring. This is still your house."

"I don’t see it that way."

"Let’s go into the kitchen. The kids are in the backyard playing in their sandbox. You can see them through the window."

"As opposed to meeting them?"

"I have no idea what you will do Rob. You might take one look at them and run. I’d rather not have that happen to them during a face to face meeting."

"Why would I run?"

"I don’t know Rob, but you did run out on me and I never would have thought you would do that."

"You know full well why I did that Gina."

"No Rob, I don’t. I know why you think you left, but you were supposed to know me better than that."

"Let’s not get into that Gina, it is water over the dam. I’m here to get a look at the children that you claim are mine not rehash old shit."

She walked over to the window and pointed, "There they are."

I looked out the window and saw a boy and a girl building something out of wet sand.

"Robin and Robert" Gina said.

The boy glanced up at the window and my whole life changed in a fraction of a second. No need for a DNA test; I was looking out the window at myself. I had seen photo’s in my mother’s photo albums of me at the ages of three, four and five and if you were to take a black and white picture of the boy and put it next to one of mine in the album you wouldn’t be able to tell the difference. The little girl was a gorgeous little thing and it was clear even then that she was going to be a heart breaker when she grew up. They were fraternal twins, not identical and I stood staring at them for almost a minute before Gina said:

"What’s the matter Rob, cat got your tongue?"

"I’m just a little stunned is all. What do we do now?"

"What do you mean?"

"Is there a man in your life, someone they call ‘daddy’ or ‘uncle’? If so how do we handle the meeting?"

"No permanent man and none that were ever close enough to be called "uncle."

"No permanent huh?"

"There have been a couple since it finally dawned on me that you were never coming back."

I just shook my head and then said, "Okay, how do we do it?"

"First I want to know what that little head shake meant."

"I never accused you of being stupid Gina. What do you think it meant?"

"I don’t know Rob, I really don’t."

"I had to get on my knees and beg if I wanted to get laid and even then it usually didn’t happen, but Tom and a couple of others after I left had no problem and you can’t figure out why I’m shaking my head?"

"Tom never had sex with me! Not once, not ever! As far as the others are concerned it was after - long after - you walked out on me. Even then it was your own damned fault!"

"My fault? How the hell do I get the blame for it?"

"You got me pregnant. It turns out the reason I lost interest in sex was something caused a shift in my hormones. My getting pregnant caused my hormones to shift again. Once I had the babies and it looked like I’d never see you again I started dating. If you had stayed around long enough for me to talk to you there never would have been anyone else."

"What the hell could you have said that I would have been interested in hearing? "Hey Rob honey, I’m playing around with the guys at work, but don’t worry honey, it is you I love?"

"I wasn’t playing around with anyone Rob. Tom had been hitting on me for years and that night he’d had too much to drink and he got stupid. He grabbed me when I came out of the bathroom and pulled me into the room across the hall and started pawing me. If you had opened that door a half second sooner you would have seen me trying to push him away. If you had opened it a second later you would have seen me slap him hard."

"That’s why it took you so long to get home that I was already packed and ready to leave? You were busy slapping him?"

"I walked through the house looking for you and when I couldn’t find you I had to call a cab. The cab took a while to get there and by the time I got home you were ready to leave. There never was anyone but you Rob, but you never gave me a chance to explain."

"It wouldn’t have mattered anyway Gina. I was already asking people for recommendations on divorce lawyers. If I had let you talk and if I had believed you the only thing that would have been different is that you wouldn’t have had to go through the discomfort and pain of childbirth. I’d have still been gone."

"Why didn’t you follow through on it?"

"On what?"

"The divorce. I never got papers."

"I didn’t see a lawyer after I left because there was no way I was going to pay good money to set you free so you could fuck other guys. I’d let you and your lovers pay for it."

"I could have changed Rob. We didn’t know about the hormone problem then."

"So? The only reason you know that now is the pregnancy. If I had stayed and listened to you that night and if had believed you there wouldn’t have been a pregnancy and you never would have found out about your hormone problem. If I would have stayed we still wouldn’t have been having sex. And don’t forget that I once asked you to see a doctor about your lost interest in sex and you laughed at me and belittled me for not having anything but sex on my mind, remember that? Let it go Gina. Now, what do we do here?"

"I guess we introduce my babies to their daddy and after that it is up to you."

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Robin and Robert were too young to understand the significance of our meeting and how it was going to change our lives. Robin was the only one of the two who was just a little bit curious and all she said was, "Are you really my daddy?" and when I assured her I was she said, "If you are my daddy why don’t you live here?"

"Because I work in Denver sweetie."

"What’s a Denver?" Robert wanted to know and that got me off the hook on the ‘live here’ question. Gina went back in the house and left us alone, but I could see her at the kitchen window watching as I got in the sandbox and started working with my children to build a sandcastle.

About an hour later Gina came out to get the kids and she asked me if I would like to stay for dinner and before I could beg off and claim a prior engagement Robert piped up with:

"He has to, he’s the daddy."

That locked me in and Gina told me to go wash the sand off me. As I was walking back into the kitchen Gina was on the phone and I heard:

"I’m sorry John, but no."

"I know John, but things have changed."

"Goodbye John."

She disconnected and then punched in some numbers and when the call was answered she said:

"Sarah? Something has come up and I won’t be needing you tonight after all."

"Thank you dear, bye."

I sat down at the table and then asked, "Am I getting in the way of something?"

"I had a date tonight but I cancelled it."

"Why?"

"Because you are here."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"Maybe nothing as far as you are concerned, but for me it changes everything."

"I don’t see how."

"In simple terms Rob, I would be cheating."

"That doesn’t make sense Gina. You have already told me you have had men in your life."

"That was different Rob. You were gone and after a year it was clear to me that you weren’t coming back. You abandoned me and that made it all right for me to date. Now you are here and we are still married so my going out would not be right; it would be cheating on my husband and that is something I never did and that I won’t do now."

"That still doesn’t make sense. When I go back to Denver the day after tomorrow I’ll be gone again and you will probably start dating again. Two days won’t make any difference."

"It will to me. And I won’t start dating again when you leave because in the back of my mind I will always think you will be coming back even if it is only to see the kids. I could do it when I thought I’d never see you again, but now I can’t. Not until we get divorced."

"Why didn’t you get a divorce using abandonment as grounds?"

"Money Rob, specifically, the lack of it. It takes all I make to keep things running here. I can’t spare a dime for lawyer’s fees and court costs. Since I had no intention of ever getting married again I didn’t need to get single."

"I release you from your vows. It isn’t cheating if I say I don’t care and then tell you to go ahead and do it. Call your boyfriend back and go out on your date."

"I can’t. I’ve all ready cancelled the babysitter."

"So I’ll watch them. I don’t have anything else going on. When I left here all I was going to do was go back to my hotel room, watch some TV and then go to bed."

She looked at me for several seconds and I couldn’t tell what she was thinking, but she finally got up and went to the phone and placed a call.

"John?"

"Do you still want to take me to Sally’s birthday party?

"He doesn’t care. He even said he would watch the kids."

"Give me an hour. Just honk and I’ll be right out."

"Okay, see you then."

She hung up and turned to me. "I’ll get them ready for bed before I leave. Their bedtime is eight and I always read them a story. Their favorite is "The Cat in the Hat" and it is on the bedside stand. I’ll be home by midnight since I do have to work tomorrow."

"What do you do with the little guys when you go to work?"

"We have a day care center in the building. It is one of my fringe benefits."

She got Robbie (as I learned he liked to be called) and Robin ready for bed and when the horn honked out front she kissed them goodnight and told them she would see them in the morning and left on her date. I played with them until almost nine and then I put them to bed and read to them until they fell asleep. I sat there looking at the two of them and wondered what their lives and mine would have been like had I never returned to Denver.

I went out to the living room, watched CNN for a while and then I turned off the TV and got up and went over to the bookcase. I looked through the books I’d left behind when I took off and found one I hadn’t read. I took it over to the couch and settled in to read and after a while I nodded off.

I awoke to a hot wet sensation in the area of my genitals and as I came fully awake and looked down I saw Gina. She was naked, she had my cock in her mouth and I was getting a blow job the likes of which I hadn’t had in over seven years. As soon as she saw that I was awake she moved over me and sank down on my hard cock. She leaned forward and braced herself with her hands on my shoulders and then she started riding me. She stared down into my eyes as she alternated between moving up and down and rocking back and forth. That went on for several minutes and then she started slamming herself down hard on me and I felt her body convulse as she had an orgasm and seconds later I had my climax.

She got off me and moved down and took my cock back in her mouth and worked on it until it was erect and then she lay down on the living room floor and pulled me off the couch and

on top of her. Her right hand pulled me toward her cunt while her left grabbed my ass and pulled me to her. The second time lasted longer than the first and she came twice before I climaxed and when it was over I asked her:

"Why did you do that?"

"Because I’ve missed you and I needed to do that. I needed to show you that one of the things keeping you gone has changed. I know you Rob; I know your habits. I gambled that you hadn’t changed all that much. The only reason I went with John tonight was to give you the chance to fall asleep on the couch like you always did. That would give me the chance to do what I just did. You belong here Rob. I saw the look on your face when you saw Robin and Robbie for the first time. I saw how you behaved when you crawled into their sandbox with them while wearing your six hundred dollar suit. This is your home Rob. Okay, so we did have some problems, but nothing we can’t work through. I just proved to you that the major one does not exist any more. I will do whatever I have to do to get you back here where you belong."

"I’m pretty well settled into my life Gina, why should I throw away what I have now just to come back here to an uncertain situation?"

"Uncertain situation?"

"My position on a sex life hasn’t changed Gina. I firmly believe that sex is necessary for good mental and physical heath."

"I’ve just shown you that sex is no longer a problem."

"And what if your hormonal balance shifts again and you lose interest in sex again?"

"We know what it is now Rob, and if it ever happens again it can be treated with medication. Believe me, I know. I’ve done a lot of reading on the subject. No Rob, trust me on this, sex will never be a problem for us again."

"I don’t know Gina; I trusted you once and look what it got me."

"I swear to you Rob, there never was anyone else while you were still here."

"I’m not talking about that Gina. I’m talking about the promise you made me the day after I asked you to marry me. You remember that Gina? You said you would give me an answer the next day after you found out if we would be a good fit for each other. That night was an audition, a test to see if I was sexually up to your standards. If I had performed badly that night you would have said "no" to my proposal the next morning and you know it!

"You reduced me to a quivering wreck that night and the next morning you said, "You’ll do. Yes I’ll marry you." That night and your acceptance promised me a sex life second to none - a promise that you broke- for whatever reason - three years into our marriage. Sex was so important to you that you had to give me a test drive before you would marry me, but three years later you couldn’t have cared less about how I felt about the same subject. There was complete indifference on your part to what I was going through. From you all I got was, "It is that all you think about?" and "Grow up Rob" and "Get a grip Rob." Your entire attitude during that period was, "Go away Rob, if you are going to whine do it some place else, just leave me alone.

"Catching you with Tom wasn’t the reason I left, it was just the straw that broke the camel’s back. I’m happy with the life I have now Gina and I see absolutely no reason to change it."

"That may be Rob, but like it or not that life has just changed. I saw you with Robin and Robbie. I saw the instant connect between the three of you. You belong here with them Rob and you know it. You can go ahead and go on back to Denver, but you and I both know that you will be back here every weekend from now on. You’ll be here on your holidays and during your vacations and you will come running if I call and tell you something is wrong with either one of them. Make it easy on everyone Rob, come home."

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Well, I did, but I didn’t. I called Harvey and locked down my old job and then I went back to Denver, gave notice and closed out my life there. I returned to Kansas City, but I didn’t go home to Gina. I wasn’t anywhere close to being ready to do that.

She was right of course, Robin and Robbie were little magnets and every spare minute I had was spent with them. I was spending some time with Gina - I guess you could say we were dating - and trying to see if putting the marriage back together was feasible. The major difference between our dating now and our dating before I asked her to marry me is that now I score on each date. Gina is doing her best to fuck my eyes out thinking that is the way to get me back.

But just as a marriage with no sex is no marriage at all, a relationship built only on sex isn’t going to hold together either and I don’t know that Gina and I have more than that going for us. I can’t forget the way she was toward me when we were going through our sexless period and to be completely honest about it somewhere in the back of my mind there is a small kernel of doubt that she was being truthful about what was going on between Tom and her.

Those are two big barriers that I have to get by before Gina and I can put anything back together and I’m not sure I can do it. I’m not sure at all.