She imagined the smell as if she were lying on her stomach naked, while strong hands rubbed the warm oil into her thighs, calves, shoulders, back. Smo...th hands traveling up and down her body. Stress and tension melting way as passion rose to replace them. She pictured herself turning over and those same slippery hands moving along her arms, ribs, across her chest. Slick fingers squeezed her breasts. Her nipples sliding out of gentle pinches. Soft kisses on her neck, eyes closed, his legs. The sight of the maze of naked, as well as near-naked, bodies in the soft light engaged in every form of obscene coupling and act imaginable, did not shock her as it had the first time, yet she couldn't deny the tight feeling of apprehensive fear gnawing at her insides.Beside her, she saw the faces of both Barbara and Dollie blanch even in that faint light, and she reached out to give both of their trembling young hands a squeeze of encouragement. Then, before they had gone three more steps,. Petra nodded, “I’m a dwarf, too,” said Petra. “I’m vewy thmall.”“I see,” said the witch. “Have either of you seen those two Daughters of Eve?”“Nope,” said Petra. “We haven’t theen them anywhere.”The witch looked at me. “What about you? Uncle Derry, was it? Have you seen the escaping Daughters of Eve?”So I talked in the deepest, gruffest voice that I could manage. “No your majesty. I’ve just been standing here chatting to my niece Petra and we haven’t seen anybody else.”“I see,” said the witch.. Why had he thought about that right this moment? Chris watched the couple disappear down the sidewalk and around the corner. He wondered what else was out there and if the grass really was greener on the other side. Another woman, a different relationship, another shot at life. A patron walked out of the bar to have a cigarette and held the door open for him. Chris took his queue and walked through the door into the dim lights and loud noise. He looked around the bar not sure what he was.