Tracy was hoping Harry needed her help again, but she had come to realize that he required several hours between "sessions." She sighed a disappointed sigh and walked him into bed.

She cuddled up to him, spooning him from behind and fell asleep in her bathrobe.

Part II

Jim was in Atlanta to meet with an important client. At the end of his busy day, while in his hotel, he had tried to call Tracy, but she didn't pick up. Assuming she had already gone to bed and couldn't hear the phone, he decided to surf the Internet on his laptop.

He wanted to make love the last time he...