At ten a.m., men were already lined up around the block for the opening. A few had their wives or girlfriends with them. Would they be disappointed? She was old. The garments no longer fit and she no longer had the agility to deliver the promises they gave. The spirit was still willing…

Sighing, she thought back to the man who had set that spirit free. With long rides on her bed, he had taught her to sing. It was hard to remember that, before him, she wore practical, 100% cotton underwear. Like her, the underwear was unattractive but comfortable, functional, and hygienically responsible. She sang, she flew; she metamorphosed into a sex goddess. How beautiful she became!