After the conference, Deb and I relaxed in the hot tub for a long, long time. We saw two hawks and a couple airplanes, and I enjoyed floating alongside her with my arms wrapped around her waist. We went inside and upstairs where I rubbed her down, front and back, with aromatherapy massage oil. Very good stuff with lavender and basil and pine and lemon something. It kind of smells like something Deb's getting ready to cook. I asked her if she felt like Cleopatra. She said not particularly and asked if I felt like a eunuch slave. Well! I told her I really couldn't relate to the eunuch part, but I sort of felt like a royal's illicit lover. More like Marc Antony. Yeah. After the rubdown we had some very hot sex, hands only, and then snuggled up with each other and dozed for a while.

After that we had roasted quail with spinach and some potato soup and then watched "Stepmom" on TV. We'd both wanted to see that movie for a long time. Boy, it was good, but pretty much an 8-hanky flick.