Mostly I was in a constant state of arousal whenever she was near me. I split my time between worrying about a sexual harassment lawsuit and wondering...about how I could get her to bed. Well I don’t have to worry or wonder anymore. But I know Deirdre well enough to know that she is going to be all business. She’s probably already had second and third thoughts about last night. She’s worried about the appearance of impropriety. She may be worried about my respect for her as a business associate. When my Mom took us to the bus station in town to meet Leslie, Laura was the one who made the first move as she ran up to our cousin and gave her a warm hug and “Howdy” with a broad smile on her face. Leslie was startled by this display of affection from someone that she hardly remembered but hugged her back in a sense of desired friendship. Next it was my turn to give Cousin Leslie a similar greeting and she repeated the warm gesture to me also. After Momma greeted her with the same, Leslie. Her car was another matter though. I knew someone who needed one of those suckers bad. I talked to her for a while, pointed out God moves in a mysterious way, stuff like that. Didn't say the person would be grateful as hell to anyone fixed up wheels for her. Didn't say I'd been thinking some about how to get her one. Didn't say this smelled like my dam' ability doing its usual ass-backward trick.When she was gone I fetched a beer, thought kinda despondently about how life kicks people around:. We’ll have this conversation when I’m done.”During the shower I decided to just lay the whole thing out and let the chips fall where they may. The reactions to everything would be interesting to say the least.Walking into the kitchen, I sat down across from mom and started.“I have something I’d like to say, and I’d appreciate it if everybody would hold comments or questions until I’m done.” Mom and Grandmother had skeptical looks on their faces. I let it set in before I started.“Mother, do you.