Jim was in the shower. Both had slept soundly after their early morning romp. Lexie was tired still and promised herself a long, soothing bath and restoring nap before beginning dinner. She’d just finished blow-drying her hair, when her phone rang. She reached into her purse, brought the phone to her ear and said, “Hi, mom.” “So I heard about last night. Very nice, Lexie. I have to hear from your neighbors that you spent the night in a strange man’s apartment. I take it you slept there.” Lexie thought it was kind of obvious if she’d spent the night in a man’s apartment, she’d probably slept there. She didn’t remark upon her mother’s need to state the obvious, except to say, “Mother, he’s not a strange man. He’s a very nice man, and I’m a grown woman, answerable only to me.” She sighed. “I left home for privacy. If I wanted you to know about my sex life, I’d tell you.” “Oh my God, your sex life? My unmarried daughter has a sex life.” Her mother murmured just loud enough for Lexie to hear.
