Now she was wearing a black silky robe that showed that she was naked underneath. The shadowy shape of her breasts shook as she indicated for me to jo...n her at the table, drawing my attention reluctantly to the beautiful tits I had once worshipped."I see you still like my breasts John. You always did didn't you?" she said softly, mocking me as she reached up and cupped those soft orbs I had known so well all those years ago."What is it you want Claire?" I asked brusquely, tearing my gaze away. But the next thing Aunt Wendy said took the attention off of her."Besides," she said sadly. "It's true, after all. I'm going to have a baby out of wedlock, and that makes me a slut."Obviously she had tumbled to my idea, which was a preemptive strike on the whole slut issue."You are no such thing!" wailed my mother. She got up and went to her sister for the first time since she had arrived. "You're my baby sister and I love you, no matter what!"Then there was this big hugging thing, and they. A Wake me up ... this is good."Carl started in explaining, "I get back from the store, and she's all ready for me. She brought this white tray from home while I was gone. She opens the bag ... I bought beans, and she pours out the whole pound on the tray."She started sorting ... never seen anything like it. There's two or three colors of beans in the bag. She put all the really dark beans in one pile ... the reddish ones in another and the light browns in a third pile ... took less than a. I’ve written stories about swinging and incest. And there are a lot of people out there who love reading it. So, what do you think now?”“Now? That’s different, I’m an entirely different person than I was then Peter.”It must have been an hour or so that Bull and I were sitting on the bed. He had just finished telling the story of the Junkyard when Norma Jean poked her head in and said, “We’re all gonna have some chili, do you two want to join us?My clothes were still in Bull’s bedroom from when.