Eventually of course, I had to tell him something. He knows me too well.
I just didn't tell him everything. Anyway, it was sex, so I knew he would accept it, even if he didn't like it. Better than telling him about…. the other thing.
The trouble is, he knows there's something else. He's angry and – though he'd never admit it – he's hurt that I'm holding something back.
He has no right! All those times he lied to me!
I know. He was just trying to protect me.
Doing what he thought was best for me.
Now, I'm protecting him.