Even though I see you now with my own eyes, I still can't believe it. What do you have to say for yourself?" I can't help it, Mom. I just have to do i... There's something about wearing these things that makes me feel more complete." Stand up. Let's see you."John meekly obeyed."Lift the dress," she told him."Heels, pantyhose… So whose panties are you wearing?" his mother asked."Yours," came the reluctant reply."And I see you have a bra on, too. Is that mine or hers?" Hers."Lisa remarked, "I guess. He is a skilled and dynamic lover. He is president of his company and he is a very important man in this community. When he divorces that wife of his, I will marry him and I will be on the arm of a powerful man." It sounded almost rehearsed.Bill silently thanked Marion. She was making this much easier. He was repulsed by her comments and the complete lack of shame at her actions. It was time to deliver a few of the facts of life.He took a white legal-size envelope out of his pocket and passed. "C?" Nod. "D?" Another nod.He looked at her expectantly."How about..." She paused dramatically and started to whisper, "Bminor?" Yeah." Very good. You know twice as many chords as the Ramones. You're in."I looked at her."Did we just form a band?"Brightly smiling, my best friend turned to me and nodded."You want in? We could do with a bass player. You can switch fromguitar easily enough." That would require procuring a bass." Now, that's a thing. I saw one in that second hand shop for, likesixty. Sickened yet?I looked at my watch. Perhaps eleven o'clock wasn't much too early for a glass.It was several weeks after that I saw her again. As before, it was in the park café; as before, it was raining. Instead of the umbrella, she wore a cagoule and swept the hood back as she entered. That hair...I watched as she ordered and appeared to have a conversation with the manager, a very pleasant young man who took a full part in the excellent service. He looked in my direction and her eyes followed.