Eventually, we finished in the bath and Fiona handed me a soft towellingdressing gown and wrapped my hair in towel. She wore a matching dressinggown but her hair did not need a towel. At one end of the shower room onewall was mirrored glass. We stood in front of the mirror together, cladin matching white dressing gowns but that's where any similarity ended.Fiona was half a head taller than me and the white gown set off her blackskin to perfection. She took me in her arms and we cuddled and watchedourselves in the mirror. In comparison to her I looked pale andapprehensive. It was strange but with my hair in the turban and with thedressing gown wrapped around me I didn't really recognise myself. Thefigure looking back from the mirror looked softer, more vulnerable, andmore feminine than me.A few minutes passed and Fiona asked, "Baby, do you know what you aregoing to do?"I looked down to the floor and crossed my hands. "I don't know," Iwhispered. I looked up at her out of the corner of. I was a bit of a loner in a lot of ways, so it didn’tbother me all that much. I guess I should tell you that my name is Billu. MyMom’s name is Lalita. We get along okay, I guess… more so now Dad is gone.I spent a lot of time at home except for a part-time job that I haddelivering groceries for the market on the first floor of the building. Isort of enjoyed the pool, so I spent a lot of time down there. It was latespring, and warm enough already for swimming. I usually went for a dip whenI came home from school just before I went down to the market to start myjob. There were a few women there, and I enjoyed watching them in theirskimpy bathing suits, but they were all a little too old to be approachableby a boy of my age. Some of them looked at me too, and I liked that.There was one especially that always seemed to be watching me when I camedown for my daily swim. She was in her early thirties, and reminded me ofone of the models that I looked at in the magazines that I kept in.
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