New feelings, such as Rhonda had never known before, were rapidly invading Rhonda's heart from the source in Janet's eyes. Despite Rhonda's heaps of sexual experience, she had never been in love. She was not even sure what it would be like to be in love. She wondered if she was starting to be in love with Janet - and if Janet, too, was starting to be in love with her. She did not know. She knew only that if this was the beginning of love - real, true, faithful barely believable love - she must not miss out on it, lest she be sorry all her life.