I would visit my grandmother at least a couple of times a year, staying for a week or two to break up the monotony of school holidays. My grandmother ...as a very beautiful woman in her youth, and still a handsome woman in her later years. She would apply her make-up every morning and kept her greying hair at bay with henna dyes. But what caught my teenage attention was her wardrobe of vintage lingerie. It was new and alien to my teenage self, and I didn’t understand the stirrings in my loins as. You don't want to make Walter angry with you," she said."Mrs. Horton, my name is Billy Sutton, and I actually came over to see you, ma'am," he told her."Oh really, what can I do for you young man?" she asked."Mom, I think you had better sit down for this one," Paul advised nervously."Why, what did you do?" Paul's mother questioned."Ma'am, I can assure you this has nothing to do with your son. I am here to talk about your husband," Billy explained."I am sorry, but I have no control over what my. " my voice trailed off. It seemed vague, as if it was somebody else's. I didn't seem to be in control of myself any more, as if my thoughts were not my own. "Don't worry," the soft seductive voice from the armchair, "I will find you a towel and a robe." Freyja more uncoiled herself from the chair rather than just stood, she moved with feline grace and I saw then how slim and beautiful she really was. She soon returned carrying a big fluffy towel and a black silk kimono. "Now take off those wet. ” And she led me the rest of the way up the stairs to one of the bedrooms.It was a huge bedroom, except that it didn’t really have a bed. There was big pit with cushions all around and mattresses on the bottom, and two women were naked in a sixty-nine in the middle of it. I didn’t recognize them at first, but then I realized it was Mom and Rachel Giamatti. My mom was eating out the neighbor’s daughter, and Mrs. Giamatti and I were watching.I froze again. I couldn’t take my eyes off my mom and.