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The Bedroom

           WehavetheAM/FMradio,sowecouldpickadaywhentheweatherforecastcalledforathree-dayspellofgoodweather.Butiftheforecastwaswrong,"hefinished,hisvoicesoftandmeasured,"Ithinkwemightdie."

           Herfacehadpaled.Itlookedshiny,almostghostly.Hecontinuedtostrokeherbreast,rubbingtheballofhisthumbgentlyoverthenipple.

           Shemadeasoftsound-fromhiswordsorinreactiontohisgentlepressureonherbreast,hecouldn’ttell.Heraisedhishandslightlyandundidthetopbuttonofhershirt.Wendyshiftedherlegsslightly.Allatonceherjeansseemedtootight,slightlyirritatinginapleasantsortofway.

           "Itwouldmeanleavingyoualonebecauseyoucan’tsnowshoeworthbeans.Itwouldbemaybethreedaysofnotknowing.Wouldyouwantthat?"Hishanddroppedtothesecondbutton,slippedit,andthebeginningofhercleavagewasexposed.

           "No,"shesaidinavoicethatwasslightlythick.SheglancedoveratDanny.Hehadstoppedtwistingandturning.Histhumbhadcreptbackintohismouth.Sothatwasallright.ButJackwasleavingsomethingoutofthepicture.Itwastoobleak.Therewassomethingelse…what?

           "Ifwestayput,"Jacksaid,unbuttoningthethirdandfourthbuttonswiththatsamedeliberateslowness,"arangerfromtheparkoragamewardenisgoingtopokeinherejusttofindouthowwe’redoing.Atthatpointwesimplytellhimwewantdown.He’llseetoit.

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