QUOTE : As the years went on, his drive decreased somewhat with age. Down from every day to every other day, to every three days. Now, he could go for as long as a week. But eventually, she would see his beady little eyes gleaming at her like a hungry wolf. And she knew, It is loving time. She knew it was a man’s way of knowing he was loved. They were so simple, so predictable, so basic. Which was why withholding it was cruelty and abuse. She never did. He always respected her wishes, when sick or truly too tired. He would never use her compliance for selfish exploitation. She, on the other hand, was a woman, and had so many changing needs and particularities even she lost track of how complex she was. But she gave him kudos for his efforts at trying.