Her chest fell and darkness engulfed her.Momma?#It was kind of the same floaty feeling she'd felt after she took the pills, but it was kind of differe...t. She actually felt like she was flying.She opened her eyes. There she was, not five feet away lying in bed. She chewed her lip when she saw the damp stain on her beautiful dress. It took her a few moments to realize that she wasn't actually lying on the bed, but looking at herself lying on the bed. She seemed to be floating above the bed a. Until then she’d looked for partners who were in her general age range. Getting laid at least once on that special day had been a custom of hers ever since she turned seventeen. This one presented a problem. Her regular lover was away but a grand nephew, age twenty-two, was visiting. He was a lively one and she was enjoying his visit. He’d taken her out to dinner and they were sipping whiskey back at her place.In her tipsy state, Abby asked a fateful question, “Have you ever had sex with an. I will never forget the night I was at a party, went to my car to get my phone, called her back. ‘They arrested him,’ she said. I can think of no more fitting analogy than the environment in which I was in when I heard those words. It was cold, I was wearing a t-shirt and jeans, the wind was stiff. It was dark out, yet there was a bit of a glow from the full moon and clear atmosphere. I stood in the middle of a gravel driveway, my right hand holding my phone to my ear, my other around my. Saturday evening, after I came back home, I'd made up my mind about what I needed to do. I called Billy. I made sure to talk loudly enough so my father could hear what I was telling Billy on the telephone."Billy, this is Jackie. Do you know a guy named Art Driscoll?" I heard about this already, from your father, Jackie. I guess this means you're going ahead with what you were threatening?" No. I'm calling to let you know I'm not going to do anything to compete with you. You can have it all,.