.. I embraced the thought, forgetting about fear. I’d put myself in this position, but ultimately it was out of my hands now. I didn’t want to dro...n, no, but I didn’t care either way just then. I had very little to do with how things progressed. I felt like the smallest of drops, merging into the vastness around me.Let it carry me where it will.I passed in and out of contemplation, losing touch with my body as I left it there to float up and down. The peace, of letting all that go ... It was. Aunt Sarah was less understanding. She had lived with us since I was ten, since uncle Jonas had died sticky and black, waving his dead hand and trying to figure out how you spelled leukemia. She was tall like daddy, and they had the same eyes, but what looked kind on him looked sneaky on her. We’d existed peacefully enough for five years. Aside from her begging me to grow my white hair long, which my mother also greatly desired, Sarah and I had very little to do with each other. She understood. Earrings dangled from my newly-pierced ear lobes - Ithought at first just a cluster of coloured beads, but when I looked moreclosely I saw each was made up of two pink beads, with a red bead on theend of a pink cylinder. It suddenly occurred to me that they representedlittle penises and I felt my own penis start rising to attention.My reflection was wearing a clingy dress and seemed to have largebreasts. Glancing down I was surprised how large they were and suddenlyrealised how heavy they were. Saturday she had been wined and dined and then taken to a luxury condo on Steven's Lake and thoroughly fucked by Harvey (Dan's friend) and then on Sunday she had hung on Harvey's arm as he visited the Museum of Modern Art and then the Museum of Natural History.On the way back to his condo Harv had had the limo driver put up the partition and then he had taken her on the back seat of the limo. When he was spent and she lay there looking up at him with heavy-lidded and lust filled eyes he had.