"But you're all soft and gentle and smooth like a newborn kitten. I hope you won't think badly of me. I'd feel awful if you did."I hugged my aunt clos... and smelled the fragrance of her newly washed hair. My voice quavered when I spoke. "I liked it, Aunt Linda... even if it is wrong." Maybe it isn't, baby." Linda put an arm around my shoulder and kissed my cheek. "Maybe it isn't."It took me a long time to go to sleep after my aunt had gone back to the house. All I could think about was sex, sex,. ”She was a statuesque redhead with long hair and blue eyes. A shape that had grabbed men’s attention all her life. A very sexually desirable woman who had the libido to match. Jeff, her husband for the last two of her twenty-four years sometimes wondered why she had chosen him from the many suitors who courted her. She had once explained that it wasn’t for his male equipment, for there were many with larger, or his skill in using it, for many had demonstrated equal or better. It was the parts. " You, you really think I'm attractive?" she asked hesitantly."Very much. Matter of fact if I was thirty years younger I would make a pass at you." I'm flattered Mr. Lewis. I don't know why you say that but I'm pleased." There's no reason for me to lie to you Ms. Owens. I'm sure many men find you to be attractive. Don't you see that for yourself in the mirror?" At one time I thought so but that was before my daughter was born. She's only three months old and my husband seems to think I'm now. Sniffling, she asked gently: "Who are you?" Jennifer," I said. EpiloguePierre had said that in both Jen and Bill he'd seen the answer to theother. I hadn't understood what he meant at the time but now I think Ido. I certainly didn't understand at first. For several days I endeavoredto be true to Jen, to her person, to her way of life. It was herapartment, her clothes, her jobs, her body.I tried to organize my new life. If this was to be who I am, I neededto deal with the practical.