"So what, you just fuck guests you like?" I asked."It's not like that at all," she said. "It started with this couple I met here in the summer. A real...y nice older couple. I didn't have any friends here. They took an interest in me. But it wasn't only that they were nice to me-- they were the first people I'd ever met who liked my size. Who saw that I was strong and beautiful. Who wanted to worship a strong, powerful and sexual woman like myself." Worship? Is that what you're doing in bed with. My sister married and we didn’t do anything for many years. Her husband died about 2 yrs ago, she came done 6 mths ago and stayed with me. I didn’t say anything about our past the first night. My wife and i split up 4 yrs ago so i was alone at my house and welcomed the company and did not want to stir anything up. The second night i was in bed and sandy came in and asked if we could talk. I always sleep naked but i kept the cover on me. She asked me if i remember the first night and how it all. It was the story of every German family since the start of the war. He spoke for nearly an hour, and as I listened I tried to imagine how my own family got on. Surely my parents were struggling to manage their shop in the wake of inflation. Certainly they were barely scraping together enough money to buy a bit of bread or cheese. I imagined them sitting in their threadbare parlor, waiting for news of the children who had all but abandoned them. My eyes grew misty thinking of my family, but I. There was a chest of drawers, a chair and a hope chest at the foot of the bed. The chest of drawers had a basin and pitcher on top! I felt like I had traveled to the 17th century.After a pleasant dinner that night getting re-acquainted, the jet lag caught up to me. I crashed hard that night. I woke slowly and lay there listening to the birds and the fountain. It was so different from the noise of Boston. When I went downstairs, the house was empty. There was a note explaining that they were.