Katherine: I just came back to explain last night.
Michael: You don't owe me any explanations.
Katherine: I wanted you to know it wasn't revenge.
Michael: I was kinda hoping it was.
Katherine: It was curiosity more than anything … I wanted to know what it was like to have sex with someone you weren't in love with. I wanted to see if that kind of sex was better than the other kind.
Michael: Was it?
Katherine: Well, it wasn't exactly better, but, I'd be lying if I said it wasn't good.
Michael: What was so good about it? … No-I take it back, I don't want to know.
Katherine: You know already. That kind of sex is just different … more uninhibited … more selfish … more physical.
Michael: Walter was more physical than me?
Katherine: Well, no … I guess I was.
Michael: Are you saying it was better with him than me?
Katherine: No, it's just that with that kind of sex you wind up doing more.
Michael: What, er, more did you do?
Katherine: I don't know … everything.
Michael: Everything! You never did everything with me.
Katherine: Whose fault is that?
Michael: Are we talking about the same everything?
Katherine: Well, I can only speak from my everything. Given your vast experience, I'm sure your everything is a whole lot bigger than mine.
Michael: You know everything that I know.
Katherine: … I learned even more last night. As good as that kind of sex is, it's … it's not worth giving up a marriage for.… So, if you can forget about last night, I suggest we try it again.
Michael: I can forget … can you?
Katherine: I'll try.
Michael: So will I.
Category: Mature Lovers Author: Robert De Laurentis
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