”I grabbed her hand, the one she’d been friggingherself with.“Let me smell this.” I demanded.She resisted, but I was stronger....“Uunh huh, you’vebeen playing with yourself haven’t you?” I accused. She clenched her hand into a fist.“Oh no uncle, I’m so sorry, but I was feeling well –you know and I didn’t know what to do and it felt sogood when…” Her voice trailed off when my handcrept up her thigh.“What are. .. and so were Hershel and Sidney. And that Rachel was my sister! My parents hated Jews, I told you that, but I secretly wanted to bang a lot of them. The fact is ... if you had ever made a move on me, Mark ... I would have surrendered the booty so fast that your head wouldn’t just spin ... it would roll off your trunk! Yes, I’m saying that I could have been had for the wanting, trust me. I was right there on a silver platter, but I was too scared to tell you that,” Lynne explained in better. . are you leftyscribe?" she asked cautiously."That's me, but why don't you call me Will and I'll call you Kitty, if that's okay?" Yeah. Sure. So, you look okay," she said, still being very careful. "At least you look like the picture you sent." You do too, Kitty. So tell me about yourself." Uhhm ... well ... I have a job, I live in Midland, I rent an apartment with another girl, I'm 34, divorced, no kids. You can see I look okay. What else?" Well, for me, being left-handed is a big thing. Are. “I guess it comes down to this, young lady ... how badly do you want this part?”Tears formed in my eyes and I didn’t attempt to wipe them away. “There has to be another way,” I said solemnly.“How much longer do you have before you’re forced to sell that cute little house ... three months, maybe six?”“I don’t know, something like that.”He refilled his champagne glass and looked deep into my eyes. “I’m the last chance you have to work in this town, little girl.”There was a gnawing, sinking.