"But if I'm buying it for you," I went on, "I'd like to sniff the back of your work trousers as well, if that's okay. How long have you been wearing t...em?" I dunno," he shrugged, blushing a little as if I was his mum scolding him for not doing his laundry often enough. "Maybe a few shifts." A few months more like," I laughed. "I have a son your age and I know how infrequently he manages to get to the laundrette." You have a son?" he exclaimed. Now he seemed genuinely shocked; far more shocked. I like her.”“You love her Joe,” said Celia.“That too. But I genuinely like our time together. Which doesn’t make it any better for Katrina.”“No it wouldn’t,” Ginny pouted. “That’s the problem.”“It is. She’s never been that close emotionally with any man. Including her husband.”“Especially her husband,” said Ginny.“I don’t know about that. They love each other. José has a hard time expressing it in a tangible manner. They’ve been friends all their lives. I think he knows how to pleasure her. But. I've never been bothered by a woman's menstrual flow. But ... how did you know?" That you were wondering?" Claire shrugged. "Just comes with the territory. I've learned to accept it. But I should warn you now that when we're together, I'll have the ability to anticipate everything you do, and everything you want. Like how I knew to turn onto my tummy when I did and let you take me from the rear." She laughed at his sudden furious blush. "I also knew that you wanted to have me anally, but didn't. Thinkabout _that_. Now, goodbye... oh, and congratulations on the twins."She made another gesture and, suddenly, she wasn't in the room anymore."Like, now what?" Mandi asked."I want to go home and tell Stu the news." She suddenly realizedsomething. "I guess I can't tell him that he used to be Susie." Probably not," Jaimie said. "Maybe... maybe we could get togetheranother time, if you want to, that is." Sounds okay," Mandi said. "How about here tomorrow at 5:30? We can,like, compare notes on.