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Any man-or woman-would want to make love to her."

"Including you?"

"As I said, she is beautiful. She is also seriously sexually deprived."

Bryan reflected on Mark's admission of impotency. He had been caught up in the effect it had on Mark. He never considered what lack of intimacy must have meant to Sasha. Now, Linda had told him that she and Jeff were not intimate. Were the two women helping each other? Could it be that Judy was also part of the m__nage? Was Judy sleeping with Linda and Sasha?

Bryan tried to redirect the conversation.

"Look people need to respect each other for their entire being, not just their sexual side."

"I don't buy it. If that were the case, there would never be adultery. Adultery is 80% sexual and 20% boredom. Cheating could be to make up for a lack of sex, or boring sex or even revenge sex. But, it's sex. So, I don't think that because a person is married they are not sexually attractive to other people."

Bryan turned and looked at his old friend. Nothing really surprised him about people. Being a writer, he understood that there were many currents, running in different directions, under even the most calm exterior. Was Linda telling him that she made love with women? Was she hinting that she and Sasha were lovers? Was she admitting that she indulged in adultery? Was she coming on to him? Or, was she trying to tell him something he didn't want to hear?

Bryan felt his stomach tighten. He sensed he knew where Linda was now going. And, he dreaded it. She was playing with the lock that kept a demon outside the door.

She turned toward him and slipped her arms around his middle.

"Hold me," she said.

He embraced her and she melted into his grasp. He could feel her breasts pushing into to him and her naked thighs felt warm against his. His cheek rested against his and her warm breath covered his neck.

"Do you find me attractive?" Linda asked in a whisper.

"You're beautiful," he said. "You always were and, I think, you've gotten sexier through the years."

"Mmm," she said and squeezed. "Sexier than Sasha?"

"I don't understand why you keep picking at this bone," he said as Linda squeezed her body to his. "Ok, just to shut you up, I find Sasha sexy. No, make that, I finder her incredibly sexy and always have. You remember what she looked like when we were in college. She's just gotten more attractive through the years. That happens with some women."

Bryan felt Linda move in his arms.

"Just like you. You are more beautiful today than ever. So, does that answer your question?"

Linda nodded against his shoulder.

Wordlessly, they clung to each other at the top of the tower, a breeze blowing alternately warm and cool as the wind shifted from land to sea.

"I think she was screwing someone," he said so softly she almost missed it in the wind moving past her face.

He held this thought inside for a long time. Even before she died, he felt there was something Judy was hiding. He suspected what it was. The dread that had hung on him since he found the note now came crashing around him as he voiced his suspicion. The door was opened and there was no safety catch to be found to close it.

"I know she was," Linda said as softly as he had.

***

The first time Bryan saw Judy she was nearly naked.

It was the near the end of his junior year. There was a demonstration at a town park to protest a "double standard" in clothing regulations. The protestors claimed that since men could run or play in the park without a shirt, women should be afforded the same opportunity. The town council said that there was an ordinance banning indecent exposure and that the act of women exposing their breasts was indecent. Women had to keep their tops on.

So about two dozen protestors, all college women, showed up on a Saturday morning in the spring and stripped to the waist. They carried signs that read "Boobs are not indecent" and "Free the Breasts".

Bryan was oblivious to the fact there was a demonstration.

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