@page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } Chapter Two Erin straightened the colorful travel brochures on her desk. She’d collected several of them to show the Jeffersons when they arrived. They’d mentioned they wanted to visit Europe, Asia and Australia. When she showed them all the information she had about African safaris, she knew they would want to go to that continent too. Erin would love to take the same trip she planned to recommend to the Jeffersons. Maybe not to all those places, but at least to Europe. England, Ireland, Scotland, France, Germany, Austria—her list got a bit longer every year. She kept telling herself someday. She also told herself someday she’d find a man who would love her. That hadn’t happened yet, nor did it appear it would happen any time soon. It had to be her. She had to be doing something wrong in bed. Maybe she was too clingy, or not clingy enough. Maybe she was too passionate, or not passionate enough. She loved sex—a lot—and once was never enough for her.
