Both had been single for many years – one widowed, one divorced. Both had thought that they were looking at a solitary life for the rest of their time but then they met at a house party and had begun chatting and got on well.
The follow-up meetings, or dates, all went so well and they appeared to have sufficient interests in common to promote mutual interest as well as other activities to maintain one’s independent life as well as a source of discussion.
All appeared to be going so very well and the topic of possibly living together had been discussed in terms of preferred location and house type. The matter of intimacy, in typical Irish fashion, had not yet been breached. Frank had mentally tussled with how to introduce this into conversation and eventually just decided to go straight for the jugular.
While enjoying the coffee Frank steered the conversation. “Mary, we have not discussed intimacy and love-making.”
Mary took a longer sip from her tea than she had planned and replied, “I like it infrequently.”
Frank paused momentarily before asking, “Is that one word or two?”