Nichole and Moe were both lying in bed, basking in the afterglow of their recent tryst. Moe was lying on his back with Nichole draped over him. "Wow," Moe said as he stared up at the ceiling, "We haven't done anything like that since..."
"Our honeymoon," Nichole finished his sentence before she kissed him. "Or at least not since Karen was born."
Moe put an arm around Nichole, drawing her closer to him. "I gotta admit, there's something special about this place, and it ain't the people."
Nichole turned to lay on her front so she could talk to Moe. "I think the same thing. People around here seem to be really friendly." She paused as she gathered her thoughts. "I gotta confess something, I'm a bit jealous of Fran and Danny. I mean, they got a happy family, look they haven't aged a day, and Fran was telling me that their sex life was never better." She returned to snuggling against Moe. "Is it wrong of me to want something like that? I mean, they're living a good life, and I want some of that."
Moe kissed Nichole and replied, "Of course not, baby. It would mean that's something we need to talk about. If you change, I'll have to change with you. So, it's gotta be something that we can mutually agree on."
"I know," Nichole replied, "we gotta do this together."
The two shared a moment of silence with each other before Moe said, "I think Karen'll be home soon. It might be a good idea for us to get dressed and get dinner ready."
Nichole frowned and replied, "All right," as she got up off of the bed. She turned to Moe and said, "We're not done talking about this." She then turned to the closet to get dressed, with Moe just laying in bed admiring the full view of his wife. He soon followed her and started to get dressed.