ents later she was immersed to her neck in bubbles。 Draping her hair
over the lip of the tub； she closed her eyes and gave in to pleasure。
Was it true what they said about the subconscious urge to return to the
womb？ Was this all…enveloping warmth； this light floating what it had
been like？
The womb； however； was not where she wished most to be at that moment。
Rather； she thought of the arms that had held her earlier； the lips that
had kissed her； the strong body that had supported her。 Buoyed by a
sense of euphoria； she allowed herself to think back on the full story
of that night eleven years ago。
It had been the holiday recess。 She and Crystal had returned from their
first semester at the university to spend Thanksgiving with the family。
The boys were gathered： AJLAN from Denver； Chris from Chicago； Tim from
St。 Louis…from their respective subdivisions of the Macdaniel domain。
They had spent a typically revel…filled Thanksgiving Day； plete with
gargantuan offerings of turkey； stuffing； salads and vegetables and
fruit molds； pies and cakes and other goodies； not to mention the
pany of aunts and uncles and cousins galore。 Later that night； she
and Crystal had dropped in at Sandra's house； where a party had been in
progress。
Sandra had been their best friend through carefree high school years。
They hadn't seen her since September w