It started off in bed.
Husband Dave and I were laying beside each other one morning. I was reading some book by one of the Russian greats while he was surfing the ’net. He turned to me, pointed at an image on the tablet and said, hopefully, “How about we do this?”
I readied myself for what he was eagerly anticipating but was slightly surprised and partially intrigued. It wasn’t something I’d considered us doing. It was a bit out of the blue.