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Chapter 11
It’syourturntomakelovetome,andmaybeyou’lllikethatbetter,eh?"
IneverwanttokissyouagainaslongasIlive,shethought,lookingatthelong,heavilymuscledbody,thematofdarkhaironthechestdivingdownthebellyinathinlineandthenflaringintoabush,outofwhichgrewthedeceptivelysmallandinnocentshootwhichcouldcausesomuchpain.Howhairyhislegswere!Meggiehadgrownupwithmenwhoneverremovedalayeroftheirclothesinthepresenceofwomen,butopen-neckedshirtsshowedhairychestsinhotweather.Theywereallfairmen,andnotoffensivetoher;thisdarkmanwasalien,repulsive.Ralphhadaheadofhairjustasdark,butwellsherememberedthatsmooth,hairlessbrownchest.
"Doasyou’retold,Meg!Kissme."
Leaningover,shekissedhim;hecuppedherbreastsinhispalmsandmadehergoonkissinghim,tookoneofherhandsandpusheditdowntohisgroin.Startled,shetookherunwillingmouthawayfromhistolookatwhatlayunderherhand,changingandgrowing.
"Oh,please,Luke,notagain!"shecried."Please,notagain!Please,please!"
Theblueeyesscannedherspeculatively."Hurtsthatmuch?Allright,we’lldosomethingdifferent,butforGod’ssaketrytobeenthusiastic!"
Pullingherontopofhim,hepushedherlegs,apart,liftedhershouldersandattachedhimselftoherbreast,ashehaddoneinthecarthenightshecommittedherselftomarryinghim.
