Perhaps some rest before my talk with Howard would help settle my mind.As I lay in bed that morning, I thought about what I must do. I must convince H...ward that I have given up any idea of an affair. I must make him believe that I am his exclusively and that my request the other night was nothing more than the ravings of a menopausal woman. Surely he could believe that was possible. I had stopped taking hormone replacement therapy after the health scares. Perhaps I could blame it on that.I told. From April to October we’ll live at the high country ranch. We’ll come back to the Valley before the first snows of winter and stay until it gets too hot.’“Phoenix was like an oasis in the desert. The town had grown because of the railroad and the availability of water from the Salt and Gila Rivers. It was said that the valley in which it sat survived because of the five C’s; cotton, cattle, citrus, copper, and climate. The town was surrounded by acres and acres of cotton fields and citrus. Are we really a dithinct subthecies?” he asked, with a pronounced lisp.“Not so much a sub-species as an entirely different people. We seem to be associated via something in our blood which controls how we respond to others and which undoubtedly accounts for your atypical limbs and climbing skills.”Lamar was an odd-looking man, aside from his oversized limbs. He was thin, effeminate, wore wire-frame glasses, a thin mustache and a bow tie, despite working in the field. Mui Chi was a thin, though. When they were both topless, they stood facing each other for a moment or two, each starting and stopping once or twice before Aunt Karen finally took the initiative and, dropping to her knees, reached up for the waistband of Mom's panties.When Mom had done the same, they turned to face me."We don't want your clothes to get dirty," Mom said, as the two of them took the three or four steps required to close the distance between us. My instructions, at this point, were to act as if I was.