Ellen said goodbye and left.

Ann and I continued to lie next to each other in the setting sun, both of us naked and not talking. At one point, I turned on my side and faced Ann. I reached out to her and started, lightly, to explore her body with my hands. I wanted to start to learn more about her, to sense the heft of her breasts, to feel the muscles under her belly, to explore the soft hairlessness of her sex. Ann did not turn me away, but I didn't sense much responsiveness from her either. Shortly thereafter Ann announced that she was going in to shower. I asked her if she wanted to join me that evening for a movie. The mood of the moment had clearly passed.

That evening we went to the movies and afterwards we went out for hamburgers. Although we both knew that something significant had passed between us that day, that our relationship had entered a new dimension, we really did not talk about what had happened. For my part, the mystery of Ann had deepened.

A Routine Established – October 1977

In the space of four months time Ann had totally transformed the routines of my life. For one thing Ann had completed the hiring and staffing of our office. She had also set me up with a personal staff at home. We had located new office space which was being renovated to our specifications and Ann had several real estate brokers calling with leads on a new apartment. Ann also seemed determined to indulge my voyeuristic bent and to create a stimulating environment which also supported my business ventures. Our personal relationship, however, had not developed. We had no experiences to repeat what occurred that day in June on Ann's terrace.