We have not had sex since coming to this world. I have observed this pattern.

The picnic table was too public. This is understandable.

The diner couch was in the storeroom. The Hartmans could have walked in at any time.

Using the Hartman house might have been rude, even if we cleaned up after. And Husband calls the walls "paper-thin", though they seem solid to me.

We were tired the first night in the tent from working at the diner and then traveling and then setting up the camp. We went to sleep as soon as we were inside.

I had not worked out my anger by the next night.

But we did better on time for the second night we camped. We got the camp made and we still had time and energy. And we did not have sex.

He holds me. He kisses me. He sleeps better with his arms around me. I think he wants to. I know I want to. But it has not happened.

We could have found a time and a place, I think, But this has not happened.

I think this is another thing he is not telling me.

Has something changed? Have I changed? Has he changed? My body changed when we came here. Did his?

Is he unhappy with me? Is this because I was unhappy with him? Did I do something that wrong?

This is his Earth. He is an Earth man in Earth which has many Earth women. Does he now want his own kind?

Does he not want me now?

Has he stopped loving me?

He has not told me.

I will need to ask.