I am the author of "Change in a Single Night" posted earlier today.
I want to thank all of the commenters for their responses, and thanks also to the "likes" and "favorites."
For everyone's information, the story is basically true. Names have been changed to protect identities, of course. I can't say that the dialogue in the story is more than approximate -- I was writing a couple of months after the trip, and was going on fading memory. However, I can assure everyone that the nature of the dialogue is accurate. The commenter who said that the dialogue didn't sound like speech was probably right. I wrote the dialogue in a grammatically correct fashion rather than how it probably came out that night.
But I can tell you that the essence of the story is accurate. The trip occurred. The encounter with the Greek gentleman occurred, as did the events that followed in basically the way that they were described. I can also assure everyone that the personal descriptions are basically accurate. In fact, it was obvious to me after the fact that "Vassi" is in fact a very confident, capable, and I'm sure to some women sexually intimidating playboy who is probably spending his retirement continuously on the lookout for women he can bed. In our case he turned out to accurately read my wife as a possible partner.
To those who were concerned about my wife's harsh comments toward the end of the story: She actually did belittle me, but apologized for it later. Turns out that the apology was even less comforting than the original comments though. She said she was so negative because at the time she was really upset that she had missed out on action like that all these years, not ever realizing what sex with a guy like that could be like. And now that she is entering her senior years, there isn't a whole lot of time to do anything about it, but she does want to try. As for me, because of my condition, I wasn't going to be servicing her much from now on anyway (as the beginning of the story describes). Therefore, I am less agonized over her attitude than several commenters suggested that I should be, because I can't do for her what others can and I want her to be happy, even if she missed out on a lot in the years gone by. I can't do anything about that.
Currently we are using Craigslist as a potential source of partners for my wife. There's a lot of phonies and undesirables on the site, but if we manage to find an acceptable connection I'll write about it.
I want to thank all of the commenters for their responses, and thanks also to the "likes" and "favorites."
For everyone's information, the story is basically true. Names have been changed to protect identities, of course. I can't say that the dialogue in the story is more than approximate -- I was writing a couple of months after the trip, and was going on fading memory. However, I can assure everyone that the nature of the dialogue is accurate. The commenter who said that the dialogue didn't sound like speech was probably right. I wrote the dialogue in a grammatically correct fashion rather than how it probably came out that night.
But I can tell you that the essence of the story is accurate. The trip occurred. The encounter with the Greek gentleman occurred, as did the events that followed in basically the way that they were described. I can also assure everyone that the personal descriptions are basically accurate. In fact, it was obvious to me after the fact that "Vassi" is in fact a very confident, capable, and I'm sure to some women sexually intimidating playboy who is probably spending his retirement continuously on the lookout for women he can bed. In our case he turned out to accurately read my wife as a possible partner.
To those who were concerned about my wife's harsh comments toward the end of the story: She actually did belittle me, but apologized for it later. Turns out that the apology was even less comforting than the original comments though. She said she was so negative because at the time she was really upset that she had missed out on action like that all these years, not ever realizing what sex with a guy like that could be like. And now that she is entering her senior years, there isn't a whole lot of time to do anything about it, but she does want to try. As for me, because of my condition, I wasn't going to be servicing her much from now on anyway (as the beginning of the story describes). Therefore, I am less agonized over her attitude than several commenters suggested that I should be, because I can't do for her what others can and I want her to be happy, even if she missed out on a lot in the years gone by. I can't do anything about that.
Currently we are using Craigslist as a potential source of partners for my wife. There's a lot of phonies and undesirables on the site, but if we manage to find an acceptable connection I'll write about it.
