Oh! and there was me thinking that everyone else had managed to say what I couldn't say! Well... it's nice to know we're not alone, isn't it, ladies?

And as I think about it a little more (damn that thinking), I see it as normal and right and part of the joint journey, that we should have this slow bending to their will and desire, this slow giving away of ourselves. As I feel the joy and relief of finally being able to let go of something - however small - I imagine that he feels a joy and pride in being allowed to take it. A series of small triumphs for each. If it all happened at once - well, it would be boring, wouldn't it?