We looked it up in several books on antique mirrors, but could never find anything that even came close to resembling it."Cathy found her eyes driftin...g to the mirror itself."The glass seems dark, almost smoky," she said, rubbing the glass with no effect."Yes," replied her mother, "Roger and I figured it must have been some defect in the silvering process. If you don't want it..." No, it's beautiful," responded Cathy."I'll trade you the mirror in my room for it," smiled Sierra."No way, young. But once we got here and had been married for a while, he lost interest. We were together not quite two years.”We sipped in silence.“It’s an uncontested divorce, and now it’s ‘Hurry up and wait’,” she said. Then she shifted in her seat, turned a little more toward me and said, “So, little brother, it’s your turn. I’ve enthralled you with all of my sexcapades, now let’s hear about yours. Fair is fair.” She held up her glass and we clinked them together.I leaned forward and topped off my glass. I found my breaths labored as our lips parted, it had been over three years since I had real sex, I only hoped I could remember how to satisfy a woman’s needs, or in this case my sweet baby Jane’s. I looked deep into her eyes as they glistened with a desire felt deeply within her soul, my face lowered to hers and we kissed again, this time even more deeply as my tongue swept over her lip and I found a need to nibble on her lower petal teasingly. She groaned as her excitement grew and I knew. "She read the medical text to him in Latin perfectly."Translate it, please."She smiled and translated it to Spanish.He picked up the file from just a moment ago and skimmed through it."Let me guess, Molly speaks no foreign languages," she stated, knowingthe answer from his body language.He considered it and took the book from her."How old are you?" Old enough to serve my country and old enough to buy a beer in it,"she replied."And old enough to work in a strip club, want to tell me about that?".