XXII-THE AFTERMATH

                                                                        XXII

My blushing and my fear that he would consider me a vulgar woman were placated when he sat down next to me on the edge of the bed, already dressed in his pajamas. I was crestfallen, I hadn't even pulled my pants over my panties.

'What's the matter, didn't you like it?'

'Of course I did. It's not that, it's...'

He slipped an arm around me and put his head on my shoulder.

'So, do you regret already?'

'I'm not looking for just a one-night stand, Harlan. You'll think I'm sleeping around because I did it with you so fast.'

'That's nonsense. I'd love for us to keep seeing each other.'

'Well then, you need to talk to that girlfr