Chapter Nine
I was limp and almost delirious with s****l desire and confusion by the time Harrison arrived that evening. Like so many of his visits, this was an unexpected, but, considering my desperate situation, a welcome surprise. If nothing else, I needed another human being to talk to, to take my thoughts and body away from Aunt Lettie’s horrendous and compelling tale. I didn’t think to question the truth of her story, it wasn’t necessary. I could feel the passion inside her speaking loudly with every uttered word. I would never view the woman the same again. And yet, she left me with such powerful images of surrender that I could not drive them from my mind all afternoon. Despite the fact that I thought it was wicked to take pleasure in her misfortune, I m*********d twice, unable t
