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           TheideawasIwouldgodownandbringherupandwewouldhavesupperupstairsandthenshewouldhaveherfirstnightupstairsandinthemorningshewouldseedaylight.

           Shegotquitegaysometimes.Ihadtolaugh.Well,Isaylaugh,butIwasnervous,too,whenthedaycame.

           ThefirstthingshesaidwhenIwentdownatsixwasshehadmycold,theoneIgotatthehairdresserinLewes.

           Shewasallbrightandbossy,laughinguphersleeveatme,ofcourse.Onlythejokewasgoingtobeonher.

           "Thesearemythingsfortonight.Youcanbringuptheresttomorrow.Isitready?"Shealreadyaskedthatatlunch,andIsaidyes.

           Isaid,it’sready.

           "Comeonthen.MustIbetied?"

           There’sjustonething,Isaid.Onecondition.

           "Condition?"Herfacedropped.Sheknewatonce.

           I’vebeenthinking,Isaid.

           "Yes?"Reallyburning,hereyeswere.

           I’dliketotakesomephotographs.

           "Ofme?Butyou’vetakenalotalready."

           NotthesortImean.

           "Idon’tunderstand."ButIcouldseeshedid.

           Iwanttotakepicturesofyoulikeyouweretheotherevening,Isaid.

           Shesatontheendofherbed.

           "Goon."

           Andyou’vegottolookasifyouenjoyedposing,Isaid.YougottoposethewayItellyou.

           Wellshejustsatthere,notsayingaword.Ithoughtatleastshewouldgetangry.Shejustsattherewipinghernose.

           "IfIdoit?"

           I’llkeepmysideofthebargain,Isaid.Igottoprotectmyself.Iwantsomephotosofyouwhatyouwouldbeashamedtoletanyoneelsesee.