i step between his legs and my eyes cant seem to look away from his lips . everything he 'd hoped to accomplish-making this marriage real , moving in together , buying a home and creating a child , a son or daughter who 'd be born from their love-seemed to disappear before his eyes . old ones , of course , since i still ca n't find the desire to actually create anything . then you can tell me your story . i stroked her fingers and thought about what she 'd said . tell no one what has happened here . 