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*quot;Sooo... I'm not really sure how to bring this up...*quot; my sister said.

*quot;Eleanor Ridgely Feuerman, it's a gorgeous night. You've fed me well, given me good wine, let me hold the baby, and now we're outside looking at the moon. I couldn't be any more relaxed. Whatever it is, you're my little sister and I love you. At this point in the night, you could literally tell me anything.*quot; I lay back in the hammock and raised my wine glass. *quot;I'm here and I'm listening. You and Geoff having problems?*quot;

Ella smiled. *quot;No, nothing like that. But he's only been gone two weeks and I won't see him for another fourteen. And email from the iceberg in Greenland is ten cents a byte, so no cybercuddling. Anyhow, Geoff and I are doing great. I love every minute with him. He's a wonderful man.*quot;

*quot;Every inch of him,*quot; I said.

*quot;Sometimes I regret that I can tell you anything,*quot; she said. *quot;It hasn't gotten any smaller.*quot;

*quot;Is it something about Stannie?*quot;

*quot;Bite your tongue! He's perfect. He is the perfect baby and the perfect son and I won't allow anything ever to be wrong for him.*quot;

*quot;Here, get in the hammock,*quot; I said. Ella eased in next to me. I put my arm around her. It felt warm and cosy. Plus, it helped us from tumbling out. *quot;Is it Dad?*quot;

*quot;I'm still not talking to him,*quot; she said. *quot;And it's not Mom either. Although this week I just want to slap her and tell her to stop flying her boyfriend to Cancun.*quot;

*quot;I know. It's the tackiest place. There's lots nicer places to drink margaritas and fuck.*quot;

*quot;He's a lowdown poo. Can you believe he hit on me at Labor Day?*quot;

*quot;Hey,*quot; I said, *quot;he probably is, but I'm married with two kids and the only reason I don't hit on you is that you're my sister.*quot;

*quot;Awww, golly gee whiz thanks a lot,*quot; she said.

*quot;How did he hit on you?*quot; I asked.

*quot;He waited until we were alone. You know he's a real estate guy, right? So he waited until Geoff was up with Stannie, and Mom went in to get a sweater and a fresh round of drinks, and he asked me if I ever wanted to go look at some houses with him. 'Some of those properties are real out of the way and quiet,' he said. 'Lots of privacy.' Then he leaned forward and put his hand right on my bare knee, and he said, 'You're a beautiful, sensual woman. I'd love getting to know you better.'*quot;

*quot;Holy shit. That's bold. What did you say?*quot;

*quot;I was too shocked to say anything. Then we heard Mom and Geoff talking, coming down with some food and stuff, and he pulled his hand back. And I was kind of stunned. I thought, 'Geoff would not like that.'*quot;

*quot;Whoa, Ella. I'm so sorry.*quot;

*quot;He's not a keeper, that's for sure. I haven't told Mom. I should, though,*quot; she said.

*quot;Ohh, that sucks. Is that what you wanted to tell me?*quot; I asked.

She lay silently for a moment. *quot;It's part of it,*quot; she said. *quot;Another part is that I want to take him up on it.*quot;

*quot;Ella,*quot; I said, *quot;I don't think you need me to tell you that is not a good idea.*quot;

*quot;Nope,*quot; she said. *quot;But see, it felt disgusting but also really good. Tüyap Escort The attention felt really good. That was four weeks ago... six. That was six weeks ago, and when I told you the story just now, I felt his hand on my knee again.

*quot;See, Andy, I'm...*quot; she drifted off and looked up at the stars. I let the silence hang. She looked up for a few minutes. I held her.

*quot;I have an intense sex drive,*quot; she finally said. *quot;I need sex. I need it a lot.

*quot;Geoff and I fuck every day,*quot; she said, after a pause. *quot;Andy, I'm sorry if this is too much information but can you please let me go on?*quot;

*quot;Eleanor Ridgely Feuerman, if you're worried I'm going to freak out on you, I'm not and I never will,*quot; I said.

*quot;Thank you,*quot; she said, and kissed my cheek. Then she lay back and continued, *quot;We have sex every day, and I cum every time. And when I was dating Len, it was the same. Isn't it ridiculous? I'm a thirty-six-year-old tenured professor with the sex drive of a freshman just out of convent school. I need sex, and if I don't get it, I get distracted. I get quickly upset. And I start doing stupid things.*quot;

*quot;Like feeling that hand on your knee.*quot;

*quot;Like not being able to un-feel that hand on my knee. Like, looking up his number and putting it in my phone, just in case. Then deleting it. Then putting it in again. Andy, I have come up with this fantasy about going to some McMansion by the golf course, pulling up my skirt, pulling down my little white panties, and waiting for him bent over a granite countertop. I have masturbated probably ten times to this fantasy since Geoff left, and the worst thing is, I don't even have an orgasm. I'm more frustrated than ever.*quot;

*quot;You've been with Geoff for four years. It's his fourth trip to Greenland since you've been together, right?*quot;

*quot;Uh huh,*quot; said Ella. *quot;That's right.*quot;

*quot;So... before this time... what did you...*quot;

*quot;I cheated,*quot; she said. *quot;I hate it but I did.*quot;

*quot;The first trip, we weren't totally solidified, and I slept with the other guy I was dating. Geoff knew about it, and didn't like it, but he wasn't ready to leave me over it. He came back, we talked about it a little bit, and we were okay.

*quot;The second year, we were engaged. He made me a bunch of sex videos. It was sweet, but also kind of insecure and also kind of controlling, so even as he was jerking off and cumming in these videos, I'm questioning his motives? I love him so much, I thought, but these are never going to do it for me. I didn't fuck anybody that year. I did start going to bars again, but I kept thinking, you're going to get married, don't fuck anybody, don't fuck anybody.

*quot;I jerked two guys off and sucked another guy off and two other guys fingered me and one guy just put the tip in. All in the last two weeks before Geoff came back. Before that, I just made out with guys. A lot of guys. Maybe that realtor, I don't know. I'm so ashamed of myself. What a nymphomaniac! Right? Nymphomania isn't supposed to even be a real thing, but then Escort Tüyap I guess I'm a damn unicorn.

*quot;When Geoff came back, it was great. Like, amazing great, instantly. Geoff is perfect for me. One night he asked me if I'd done anything while he was away. We were in bed. He didn't say, 'Ella, did you suck off some stranger in a Hyundai Elantra in the parking lot of Booze