Andrew felt guilty as all hell. He'd been with another woman. There was shame creeping up the back of his neck. How was he going to deal with this? Firstly, he had a flat to give up because he stupidly offered it in the heat of the moment, and now he was going to have to explain why he had hired a woman to help him at the shop. Then he started feeling less guilty as he remembered that she would not lay with him sometimes. Hmph, it was her fault, right? No, no, even Andrew couldn't think that way. Disgust ate at him as he opened the door to the cheerful yellow house he bought for his new wife.

He wasn't going to touch Rose tonight. And he decided maybe he wouldn't touch her at all if she wanted to be the way she was. Annnnnnd then he felt guilty again.