“It doesn’t matter, though. I’m not turning it on.”“Do you want me to hold onto it?” Randall offered.“No. That won’t be necessary,” ...he jeered with a sardonic eye. The thought of her caller connecting with Randall amused her for about a second. “You know, I’m kind of surprised that you, of all people, are so worried about me over this. What happened to ‘you need more sexual intrigue in your life, Willy’, and ‘don’t settle for Boston Cream donuts, Willy’?”“I’m concerned because you were. When she was done, she started on another one right away.“Ben. Ben!”I ran to the bathroom.“Ben! Come here!”I opened the door, carefully peeking inside, ready to quickly yank my head out.“Come in. Quickly. And shut the door.”I stepped inside. Mom was in the shower, the sliding door half open, her eyes closed and her hair full of shampoo.“This stuff isn’t coming off and your father will be home soon.”I surveyed at Mom’s glistening body. She had the stuff mostly off her front and the backs of her. " She sniffed, still not looking at me."That's okay. We'll talk when you're ready." What if I'm never ready?" Maggie, Maggie." What?" I'm not mad at you." You're not?" Nope." Uncle Bob?"She only calls me "Uncle" when she's teasing me, and, of course, I knew this wasn't a teasing situation. I felt like she was depending on me to protect her or something. Using a tone I hoped sounded on the Guardian Angel level I said, "What is it, Sweetie?" I'm sorry; and I won't ever do it again."I wanted to. Right after their love making, while they were naked on the bed and basking in the afterglow, she dropped another bomb on Joey."You know, one of these days, I want you to ... There's one part of me I need you in."Joey did a double take. "A–are y–you serious?"Deirdre stroked his cheek speaking persuasively. "Joey, I have thought it out for days. I love you, I trust you, and I know you will be gentle. I just ... Please understand. I can't let those monsters be the last, the only men to take me.