It was Friday the following week when David finally managed to leave his cottage. At that he didn’t really want to. It was just that he was out of essential supplies like food, drink and toilet paper. Things had been getting tight until then, and they’d dined on toast for two days as they consumed the last of his frozen bread. He resolved to do a very big shop so he could put off having to go back to the supermarket for as long as possible. Still it was good to be out. He missed Cyrea, even though he knew he would see her again in only a few hours. Having said that the peace and serenity of the drive to town was wonderful. Physically he hoped it would also give him a chance to recover somewhat from his exertions. He needed all the recovery he could get. They had been insatiable. There was simply no other word to describe their time together. In nearly ten days they had done nothing more than make love, morning, noon and night. It was exhausting work, and he fancied they had done as much exercise in bed as they had missed out on in the gym.
