tagGroup SexBad Penny Ch. 14  Bad Penny Ch. 14   Three weeks
after Liz moved out, breaking up our ménage a trois, Penny and I
were lying in a post orgasmic haze, having just spent the
afternoon celebrating our eight year anniversary. Of course we
didn't acknowledge the several months during which we had
'broken up' a few years ago. It had been a mere blip in the
ongoing relationship.  We were in the last six months of our
Final year at University, and the pressure was on. We had
somehow not found time to make love for a week. We had both been
too tired, to busy, too stressed, too narky. But I had insisted
on a day off for our anniversary, and after a lovely, if cold,
walk in the park to settle the celebration lunch we had drifted
home, gone to bed, and re-affirmed the long held belief that we
were really good together.  The only discordant bit was that in
the pink fog of relaxation Penny dropped the word 'tattoo'.  I
didn't want her to get one. She had been musing about it for a
year. She had wanted me to mar