Emotions and senses awhirl, slowly I followed Carol out through the front door. She had swept on, saying her farewells. Several minutes later I was standing by the street, from a distance watching Carol say her good-byes. I was standing with our departing friend Samantha as she chatted with a helper.
Over behind the moving van I saw Carol step into one of the guys arms, one of her 'special guys' from one of her charity projects. Almost inevitably I watched, waited...and noted my unsurprise when that errant hand slid down to rub the small of his back in a slow circle. As the two men standing in the back of the van regarded the scene.
Certainly this wasn't nearly as lingering a hug as I had been gifted with, but that caress seemed inevitable. I still have to wonder. Does Carol simply not understand, comprehend just how sensual an act that is? That the small of the back is one of the major erogenous zones?
Really--am I stretching too much here? Expecting that a Christian woman, married for about fifteen years at this point, could understand (or, alternately, fail to grasp) a such fundamental piece of human sexuality?
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