As I enter the strange room, my eyes adjust to the faint light of the city. Their stands a woman; I have never seen before and het here we both are, standing before each other totally exposed. The silvers of moonlight reflecting from our oil coated skin. Like two figures of marble in the shadows of the night. Our bodies glimmer in the illumination of passing cars
Just one of my projects that on the infinite "I get to it later"
I could be misremembering- wasn’t there a sequel to Women of the House in the works? What happened to it?