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Chapter 3
TheplayershadnameslikeBotvinnikandPetrosianandLaev;theysoundedlikepeopleinafairytale.Therewasaphotographshowingtwoofthemhunchedoveraboard,dark-hairedandgrim-lipped.Theyworeblacksuits.Outoffocus,behindthem,satahugeaudience.
InagamebetweenPetrosianandsomeonenamedBenkowitz,inthesemifinals,BethsawabaddecisionofPetrosian’s.Hestartedanattackwithpawnsbutshouldn’thave.TherewasacommentaryonthegamebyanAmericangrandmaster,whothoughtthepawnmovesweregood,butBethsawdeeperthanthat.HowcouldPetrosianhavemisjudgedit?Whyhadn’ttheAmericanseentheweakness?Theymusthavespentalongtimestudyingit,sincethemagazinesaidthegametookfivehours.
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Margaretonlyslippedtheshaftintohergymlockanddidn’ttwistthedialafterward.Theywereinshowerstallssidebysidenow,andBethcouldseeMargaret’ssizablebreasts,likesolidcones.Beth’schestwasstilllikeaboy’sandherpubichairhadjuststartedcomingin.MargaretignoredBethandhummedwhileshesoapedherself.Bethsteppedoutandwrappedherselfinatowel.Stillwet,shewentbackintothelockerroom.Therewasnoonethere.
BethdriedherhandsquicklyandveryquietlyslippedtheshaftoutofMargaret’slock,mufflingitinhertowel.Herhairdrippedonherhands,butthatdidn’tmatter;therewaswateralloverfromtheboys’gym.Bethslippedoffthelockandopenedthelockerdoor,slowlysoitwouldn’tsqueak.Herheartwasthumpinglikesomekindoflittleanimalinherchest.
Itwasafinebrownpurseofrealleather.