"What?!" To call me confused would be an understatement.Aunt Annie smiled. "Of course we're proud of you. Aggie, you've been carrying this festering w...und around for years, with this Vampire as the cause." I winced. "Being with Talon has helped a great deal," she went on, "but it still wasn't healed." You'd yet to confront your tormentor," Aunt Gene clarified."And now you have," Billy took over, squeezing my forearm briefly. "Plus, you came out victorious, not an easy thing to do, ever. Way to. She had often told methat black guys tried to get off with her, althoughonly during the past few months. Then again she might have been preparing me for theshock; perhaps she had intended to take a black loverall the time and her meeting with this one was notaccidental. Perhaps these hints about blacks chattingher up were a prelude to her finally revealing herintrigue. Would the hints become broader, more fact-based, until one day she laid it all on me? I justdidn’t know what to think �. “Would you like to feel them, Michael? To touch them?” she whispered.I licked my lips. Christ. What was the etiquette here? The simple answer was yes—I wanted to touch Catherine Robinson’s breasts very much. I was rock hard. Only… I wondered momentarily about Jack. This was his mum.The decision was taken out of my hands. She leaned forward and kissed me. Her lips were soft. Soft, and sultry, with her breath exuding a faint aroma of shiraz. Then she took my shaking hands in her own and placed. Lenny listened. Jeannie: "Hi. How are you this morning? I had a wonderful time too!"Lenny watched as Jeannie started to walk past him while on the phone then disappeared out of the kitchen to talk. Lenny could still faintly hear her conversation.Jeannie: "Lenny is here right now. We had our Sunday breakfast."Jeannie: "You mean this afternoon? I never really thought about it but that would be fine. What time will you pick me up?"That got Lenny's attention when he heard something about someone.