This segment of My University Life story will be shorter in length but no less filled with passion and intense sex. However, it will also span longer in time.
So, University was now over and a working life was to begin. How would Jane and I's relationship change? What was our future?
Post University Life - Summer 1978 onwards
Though Jane continued to work at the Maritime Museum and attend further education, I found myself somewhat at a loose end once my exams ended. My new job didn't start until late July, so I got some temporary part-time work near the Museum, so we could lunch together.
I confess, however, that sometimes we had lunch in the Museum, a very hurried lunch. Jane would escort me into a closed off area and into an exhibit store, where we had frantic sex. Naughty but very exciting! I noted Sioux smile at me a couple of times as we walked through. A knowing smile I think!
I started work at PoleStar Actuarial Services in the July, having had to buy a proper suit, shoes, shirts and ties! Much to my surprise, I found I enjoyed the job, the fellow graduates and work colleagues. I think the final year project I had done had been "leaked" to them, or at least maybe my tutor had spoken to them about it. Anyway, I was asked to develop the idea further and build a bigger and more specific set of risk models, which I ended up working on solidly for the next 12 months!
I got back home one evening in early September, to find Jane had set the table with glasses of wine and food ready. With a big smile on her face she said,
"It's our first anniversary!"
I was slow on the uptake, as my face obviously had a perplexed look.
She added, "It's 12 months since we moved in here. And a year since we first made love."
"Happy Anniversary," I said back as I moved forward to kiss her.
We had to re-heat the meal!
Later that night, after another session of love making, I lay there with Jane snuggled into me. I thought about the year that had gone by, all we had been through, all the sex we had had. I smiled. Then the mathematician in me kicked in! I estimated that in those last 12 months I had pumped and injected over 5 litres, ten and a bit pints of my semen into Jane's warm and willing womb. I intended to continue at that rate for year 2!
In some ways life changed, in others it stayed the same. We were now a working couple, doing all the everyday things that couples do. We also continued to make love several times a day!
Then, in early 1980, I was approached by a recruitment agency and eventually "poached" for nearly double my existing salary! So I began working in the City of London at an investment bank. It was the start of a crazy couple of work years.
But in the June of 1981 we got married. My family came down to London for the weekend and some stayed for a week. Jane and I went to Benodet in Brittany, France for our honeymoon. Sex in France was just as passionate.
It was on our return, when we went to visit Eric & Mary, and after we'd told them all about the honeymoon (well almost all) that the following happened:
Mary led with, "Your grandad Eric and I have been thinking about what we should do. Remember when I let you move into the flat, to let you be together, to see how it might work as a student let in the future," I suddenly felt worried, "Well we've come to a decision."
Mary had an envelope in her hand and gave it to Jane.
"I don't have any children of my own," she said, a strange almost tearful look in her eyes, "but I... I think of you both as if you were mine. So this letter is a sort of contract between me and the both of you. I will be giving my flat to you!"
Jane's face went white and my leg could have fallen off and I wouldn't have noticed.
Eric continued, "There's no debate, this is Mary's," and looking at her, "OUR gift to you both."
We were both still mute with shock, when, Eric added, "and we've decided to get married too."
