The last thing I wanted was for ALL of the Simmons women to be mad at me. Not at the same time anyway. And yet, if Jill thought she wanted me, she WAS...going to find out what she was getting."That's a more complicated question than you might think," I said. "Sit down and I'll try to answer it."She didn't argue. She just sat down in one of the metal circa 1950 lawn chairs that was beside the hammock. She was still wearing that jeans skirt, and she didn't have on panties this time. She didn't. She takes care of me and I take care of her. I find out what women do together. It's not like I thought. Outside our apartment there is a whole existence without men. We go dancing together. We go to women's bars. We go to dinner in women's restaurants. Lesbian theatre collectives. Lesbian films. When I was a man I didn't know this existed. I had no need to realize its existence. We will not be exclusive lovers. Either of us could be called up at any time. Lucina assures me I will only be given. Laylah really did not want to sit near the back, like on her trip to Chicago; she found that out the hard way. The stench emanating from the rear of the bus was unbearable, and she did not want to have to sit thru it again, not for the entire trip anyway.The usual bells and whistles started to meld into one droning sound as Laylah sat on the bench closest to the gate that she was leaving. She adjusted the dress she was wearing and smoothed the wrinkles in her lap as she produced a velvet. . he's always been keen to talk about the ships. All he's ever said was that he had a girlfriend, but she's off to Music College in London and he hasn't heard from her since the summer." Yes, he's pretty cut up about that. But ... no. It's his story and I'll leave it to him to tell you if he wants to. I'm impressed. He actually invited me to go sailing with him next year. He didn't seem to think this leg would be too much of a problem. I think I might go." Sounds like a good idea," Delia.