The car was silent for a while. Beth and Paul had nowhere to speed off to. They drove slowly through they home town, and Paul felt a strange mixture of nostalgia and confusion.
“Paul...” said Beth. “Did you...I mean, did you and mom...?”
He knew what she was trying to ask. Strangely, the question turned him on a little. He sickened by how hot and arousing the moments right before Beth had showed up had been, and tried to shake it out of his mind.
“No...” said Paul. “But some of the Milonics women...well, let’s just say that you showed up at just the right time.”
An odd voice in the back of his head asked whether Beth really had shown up at the right time, or if it had been precisely the wrong time. His body was still tingling, as if it had a better sense than his own mind about what wo
