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I
t
i
s
to
o
ba
d
tha
t
Delore
s
won’
t
b
e
aroun
d
fo
r
thi
s
brie
f
encounte
r.
I’
m
willin
g
t
o
tak
e
a
chanc
e,
her
e,
b
y
delayin
g
m
y
wor
k,
bu
t
I’
m
no
t
foolhard
y
enoug
h
t
o
stic
k
aroun
d
fo
r
a
n
entir
e
symphon
y
.

I
tea
r
he
r
dres
s
fro
m
th
e
nec
k
t
o
th
e
crotc
h
wit
h
m
y
nin
e-
inc
h
blad
e.
The
n
I
ri
p
awa
y
he
r
br
a
an
d
pantie
s
a
s
wel
l.
Delore
s
i
s
ver
y
wel
l
maintaine
d.
Sh
e
i
s
i
n
ful
l
blosso
m
.

I
pul
l
he
r
ove
r
t
o
Jaso
n,
an
d
I
positio
n
he
r
rea
r
o
n
to
p
o
f
Jason’
s
midsectio
n.
Angl
e
o
f
entr
y.
I
f
sh
e
wer
e
awak
e
she’
d
realiz
e
m
y
littl
e
enhancemen
t
o
f
pleasur
e.
Jus
t
lookin
g
a
t
he
r
prepare
s
m
e.
Sh
e
i
s
a
beautifu
l,
rip
e
woma
n
.

I
pul
l
dow
n
m
y
zippe
r,I
elevat
e
he
r
leg
s,I
knee
l
dow
n
clos
e
t
o
he
r,
an
d
I
begi
n
.

He
r
mout
h
i
s
wid
e
ope
n,
bu
t
sh
e
doe
s
no
t
snor
e
ami
d
he
r
slumber
s.I
tel
l
mysel
f
tha
t
I
can’
t
tak
e
th
e
tim
e
I
woul
d
enjo
y
takin
g,
tha
t
I
mus
t
en
d
thi
s
befor
e
someon
e
stumble
s
upo
n
u
s,
th
e
thre
e
o
f
u
s.
An
d
I
wonde
r
i
f
Jaso
n
i
s
sensin
g
th
e
urgenc
y
I
no
w
hav
e
a
t
finishin
g.
H
e
i
s
ou
r
stil
l-
war
m
cushio
n.
H
e
pad
s
u
s
fro
m
th
e
col
d
concret
e
floo
r
beneat
h
th
e
thre
e
o
f
u
s
.

The
n
I
a
m
comin
g
i
n
Delore
s.A
swee
t
thro
b.
Bu
t
no
t
nearl
y
a
s
swee
t
o
r
a
s
prolonge
d
a
s
I
ha
d
imagine
d.
I
t
i
s
becaus
e
I
a
m
rushe
d,
I’
m
certai
n
.

I
stan
d
an
d
pul
l
u
p
m
y
fl
y.
Ther
e
i
s
a
salt
y,
se
a-
wate
r
odo
r
i
n
th
e
clos
e
ai
r
o
f
thi
s
entrywa
y
.

I
pic
k
u
p
m
y
knif
e
an
d
loo
k
dow
n
a
t
th
e
stretche
d-
ou
t
bod
y
o
f
Delore
s
Winsto
n,
prominen
t
Loo
p
lawye
r.I
ai
m
m
y
thi
n-
nose
d
blad
e
a
t
th
e
poin
t
beneat
h
he
r
breastbon
e
an
d
I
mak
e
m
y
firs
t
incisio
n.
I
t
i
s
a
re
d
lin
e
tha
t
extend
s,
no
w,
t
o
he
r
pubi
c
patc
h.I
a
m
almos
t
reluctan
t
t
o
cu
t
he
r
an
y
deepe
r
tha
n
thi
s
delineatin
g
lin
e
tha
t
stretche
s
fro
m
breast
s
t
o
puf
f
o
f
pubi
c
hai
r,
bu
t
tim
e
grow
s
ver
y
shor
t.
Ther
e
i
s
n
o
mor
e
o
f
i
t
t
o
wast
e,
standin
g
her
e
desirin
g
thi
s
blond
e
woma
n
agai
n
.

I
plac
e
th
e
ti
p
o
f
m
y
ultr
a-
shar
p
knif
e
a
t
m
y
startin
g
poin
t,
bu
t
thi
s
tim
e
th
e
knif
e
goe
s
i
n.
Goe
s
i
n
deepl
y
.

I
ca
n
hea
r
th
e
ver
y
sof
t
givin
g-
u
p
o
f
Delore
s
Winston’
s
fles
h
a
s
m
y
too
l
embed
s
itsel
f
i
n
he
r
ches
t
cavit
y
.