But Sandra wasted no time in letting me know what she wanted. My sister settled on her back in the middle of her bed, legs spread, offering herself up...to me."Really?" I asked, towering over her, turgid and ready."Totally ready," she waggled her thighs like beckoning fans. I could see her glistening readiness. I'd barely moved between her legs when she grabbed my shaft and pulled me towards her. And guided me into her.There was nothing ever better than that very moment. I entered Sandra, and she. I'm in favor of that, an' Jane is, too. Martha's daughter turned out as dark as Rastus, soz that wuzn't no problem, after all. Martha asked ifen she could name the girl Jane, an' my Jane wuz thrilled ta be asked. We all calls her "Little Jane," an' I 'spect she thinks her first name is "Little."Rastus an' Josiah are now official employees of Burnside Sausage an' Bacon Co., an' they earns a wage, jus' like any other workin' man. Martha is employed as our cook an' housekeeper, an' she gits a. Meanwhile I was going to sit on the sidelines and take digs at them without showing my hand. The next day as she got ready for the office I noticed her searching frantically for any of my perfumes. I had hidden all of them the night before, so there was no chance of her finding it. She could not ask me outright so she came up to me and started to help me dress. When I was dresses she asked me if I was out of perfume because she wanted to apply some to me. I told her that there must be one in my. But I think this is different. And, whatever happens, which I suspect will be nothing given the circumstances, it ends when you move to Chicago. Period. As you said, it’s Joyce that’s the real issue here. There’s really nobody else left.”“Karin,” Kara said flatly.“I’d say from our phone calls and letters, we’re both resigned to the fact that we’re just going to end up as friends. I think I’ll see her in Stockholm this Summer and we’ll agree that it was a nice dream, but in the end, we were.