Dean's gift is getting young women to fall in love with him. He becomes whatever they need him to be. A powerful, sensitive and erotic novel, which captures the atmosphere of a desolate New York town.
He was like a child, I thought. The object of your love, but completely unaware of how much you adored him. Innocent, I thought. For the moment.
And I wanted to lean down and touch his hair, all soft and shaggy and brown, put my lips to his cheek, inhale his skin. But I didn't dare. Dean wasn't the kind of person you touched without permission, I knew that instinctively, without his having told me.