"Softly softly, catchee monkey" was the phrase that popped in to my head when I read this.

Before I married my ex-wife (jings, must be 16 years ago now!!!), we weren't allowed to sleep in the same bed either, even though we were engaged. Anyway, she had to have her appendix out, and came to recuperate at our house. (I had moved back in with my parents at the time....ba-a-ad move!) On her second day "home", she was feeling extremely randy, so I slipped in to her room at about 2 in the morning, right next to my parents room btw, and had a very quick quickie, squeaky bed, stitches and all! VERY quiet and VERY careful (obviously!), but we managed! :halo:

DM

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The selfish, they're all standing in line
Faithing and hoping to buy themselves time
Me, I figure as each breath goes by
I only own my mind