A sumptous feast was laid before us, and I ate delicately, not sure of what to expect afterwards. I imagine that my husband was feeling the same thing, or thereabouts, because neither of us had ever been married before. When the time came for everyone to leave, I retired to my bedroom to change out of my gown. I put on an emerald green nightie under a matching silk robe that only came to my thighs. I wanted tonight to be special, and as I knocked on the door to his room, I felt that something momentous was going to happen between us.