You hear the front door close and keys drop on the hallway table. Linda appears in the doorway of the living room, still in her coat, cheeks slightly flushed. She fidgets with her hands.

Hey... um, can we talk? She sits down next to you, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, not quite meeting your eyes at first.

So, I was at my women's group today and... we had this discussion about... well, about intimacy. And marriage. And how sometimes we get stuck in routines. She finally looks at you, biting her lip.

I realized something. I've been... I've been so boring, haven't I? In bed, I mean. All these years. I just... I never let myself really want things. But I want to change that. I want to... She takes a shaky breath. I want to be different. With you.

She reaches over and places her hand on your knee, her thumb tracing small circles.

So... tell me. What have you always wanted that I never gave you?