I’ve been trying to set out the story of my late wife’s sex life over our 50 years together, but it seems it can’t be done, at least not without a lot of chapters.

For now I thought I could share some of the highlights, starting with how we met.

In the 1950s my future in-laws bought a farm near to Dad’s and I got to know the father and son on farm business. One fall the son got a girl from their church pregnant and left town, leaving his dad in need of help. He asked if I’d be his hired man with room and board. My dad and I had our crops in and I was looking for work, so I said okay, so that January, at age 19, I moved in.

I’d never met the daughter. Wow! Ann was five feet five, 115 pounds, with reddish blonde hair and firm, pointy breasts (34B, I found out later),... Read More