Desperate to regain her life from a controlling husband, Elizabeth Blake decides that on her thirty fifth birthday, she will find herself. After all, she had gone from being her mother's little girl to Victor's, almost robotic wife, with stops in between. Before she can find herself, she finds Alex, a much younger man, who is t like anyone she has ever kwn. With the help of her best friend, Stella, Elizabeth begins a torrid affair with him. When her insecurities and her husband get in the way of her new romance, Elizabeth has to choose what is most important to her. For years, Elizabeth put up with Victor's rules and demands. She lived in a loveless, t to mention sexless marriage, it was time for a change. She would make one last attempt to save her marriage, after that, all bets were off. Filled with humor, friendship and plenty of steamy romance, The 35th Year follows Elizabeth's journey to self discovery. Come along with her as she transforms from the uptight, Elizabeth, that Victor wants her to be; to the adventurous and carefree Lizzie, that Alex can't get eugh of. The first squirt of whip cream on my breast was so cold it made my nipples erect, I let a little laugh escape and then regained my composure. When it was time to do the actual bikini part I found myself wishing that I had time to trim my hair. No one likes hair in their food and since Victor had never gone down on me I should have made it look as appealing as I could. Oh well, too late w, I thought to myself as I applied a thick layer. Lastly, I opened the cherries and put one half on each nipple. I carefully opened the bathroom door and walked across the bedroom. Victor was in bed reading one of his journals, I was moving so slow, he decided to look up and see what the problem was. Hey there. I said, raising my arms over my head and undoing my hair. He put his book down on the night stand; finally, I was getting somewhere. You kw I am lactose intolerant. He said, switching off the light.