Katrina was starting to doubt things.  “Darling, you’re sure?”  The word<em> ’Fuck’ </em>rattled around in her mind.  She’d never felt as though she’d fucked.  It always seemed as though it was<em> sex </em>or<em> making love. </em><br/><br/>Maybe she was naïve, just the<em> word </em>seemed to hurt, but she had a feeling that was Eva’s intention.<br/><br/>When her husband kissed her hand, she melted, as usual.  “If this is what you want…”