Christian Grey's mother said it would never last, but we proved her wrong. Christian and I are planning to go on a second honeymoon to celebrate our fiftieth wedding anniversary.
"Let's go to the same place we did on our first honeymoon," I excitedly (well, as excitedly as an old lady can be) recommend to my husband.
"Of course, Ana" Christian replies, waking up from his nap.
"And we'll do all the things we did on our first honeymoon?" I ask, hopefully.
"Why not?" he answers, not taking his eyes off the weather lady on the TV.
"And we'll have sex just like we did the first time?" I tease, suggestively.
"Sure," Christian tells me, "only this time I'll be the one crying, 'It's too big! It's too big!'"