Perhaps it had been a long time, but not all that long I reasoned. And in the next instant I was removing my swim trunks too."Ah. That's more like it!..." I heard Kathryn say.As I walked down the steps into the pool to join her, I saw her briefly struggle out of her suit, flipping it over onto the deck near the patio table."I haven't been with anyone for nearly five years," she told me as I took her in my arms."It's been two years since my last steady girlfriend," I responded back to her obvious. The Secret? Wrong kind of deodorant. The talcum powder? It would dry her out, but could you use it there? It's used on diaper rash, isn't it? "...for external use...do not use on broken skin..." It's not really skin...Do you want to put talcum on your lips? Or butt hole? Chip had done that only a couple of times.***The girl in just an uncomfortable bra said, "What am I thinking!? Even if it's okay, I don't want it soft and smooth. I'm trying to get it were I don't want to touch it."She picked. I found it in a flea market one Saturday andbrought it home to test. Lisa's a packrat about clothes. I dug an oldsweater that she didn't like out of a box in the attic. She put it aboutthere about five years ago with some other stuff.About two years ago last May, I got a bad cut on my leg when the glass panelin a storm door I was taking down broke. I needed six - no, seven -stitches, and they left a nice scar. Well, I put on the Medallion and tookhold of that sweater - that's how it works - and. As I neared the kitchen, I heard what sounded like an argument between Aunt Bella and my Mom. They were seated at the kitchen table sipping wine. They didn't see me, so I sat on the floor out of site just outside the kitchen. What I heard opened my eyes to a lot of things.“Bella, I am warning you one last time, leave my husband alone,” Mom shouted.Aunt Bella just snickered at Mom and took another sip of wine. I guess I need to tell you that Aunt Bella is my Dad’s older Sister. She is about four.