Brenda Lurleen, My Alter-Ego, Comes to Visit

Opening my front door I spied her sashaying up the front walk to my house. She wore big green sunglasses and a pink leopard-skin top. Hair teased high, glowing reddish-gold in the sun. Then she disappeared. I heard her deep-throated chuckle half-amused, half teasing A feeling wriggled in my stomach A giggle I half-remembered I…