I fall to my knees, the iron door snapping shut behind me, and the need pulls me towards her on all fours. I moan, whimper, and my eyes focus on the o...ject of desire, on the clean-shaven slit between her thighs. She spreads her legs wide in anticipation, and we both shudder with want at the same time. “Beautiful,” I whisper through a throat that constricts and feels like sandpaper. “So incredibly beautiful!” A tear born from unfathomable desire streaks down my cheek. She still doesn’t speak.. Michael found her voice soothing and stopped crying. ‘I mean – this little guy, why is he here? Why are you here……Why am I?’ She trailed off. ‘I used to wonder why I was here,’ Jane said. ‘Then I convinced myself it was a meaningless question. As I’ve gotten older, it does come back now and then.’ ‘What if you found out you were not here for some grandiose task like saving the world? What if you were here only to take out the garbage, or change a tire, or because a friend needed you, or maybe. And expecting me to help her change.She was so beautiful in that dress. Too beautiful. That shouldn't bother me, but I couldn't help it: after all there had been that incident.Just one time: one night. I don't know what sort of mood got us to try it: I know we'd been drinking. And silly: we'd been silly that night. And somehow it had happened. And the next morning, I'd found myself lying in my bed, shaking with embarrassment.Me with a woman! Leah! My best friend for years! The horror of that. Just as promised Natalia was incredibly fertile with a long family line of women on both sides, she gave birth to Lilac ten months later. By thirty I had five children all about one year apart each prettier than the next. Men came and watched them run and play, it was normal in our household for a child to be running in the field and be scooped up by a large man to inspect her teeth or check the color of her eyes. They helped their mother cook and clean, ate a well balanced diet, Clover, Lilac,.