Authors: Thomas Laird
Sh
e
wa
s
a
beautifu
l
woma
n.
Mor
e
beautifu
l
tha
n
an
y
o
f
thes
e
thre
e.
Mor
e
beautifu
l
tha
n
tha
t
rip
e
geolog
y
instructo
r
I
too
k.
Sh
e
ha
d
al
l
o
f
th
e
attribute
s
tha
t
photographer
s
loo
k
fo
r
whe
n
the
y
see
k
model
s
t
o
photograp
h.
That’
s
wha
t
sh
e
di
d,
i
n
fac
t.
Sh
e
wa
s
a
mode
l.
An
d
th
e
mor
e
matur
e
sh
e
becam
e,
th
e
mor
e
popula
r
sh
e
becam
e
wit
h
al
l
thos
e
camerame
n
.
De
e
De
e
continue
s
t
o
thum
p
a
t
m
e.
Sh
e
almos
t
slam
s
int
o
m
y
ball
s
an
d
I
gra
b
hol
d
o
f
he
r
an
d
slo
w
he
r
crescend
o
.
‘Tak
e
i
t
eas
y.
W
e
hav
e
a
tan
k
ful
l
o
f
ga
s
an
d
we’v
e
go
t
al
l
nigh
t,’I
tel
l
he
r
.
Sh
e
bend
s
t
o
m
e
an
d
take
s
a
ni
p
a
t
m
y
li
p.
Bu
t
n
o
bloo
d,
thi
s
tim
e
.
I
squeez
e
he
r
breast
s
unti
l
sh
e
squeal
s,
an
d
I’
m
thinkin
g
mayb
e
it’
s
tim
e
I
replace
d
m
y
significan
t
othe
r,
th
e
woma
n
wh
o
live
s
wit
h
m
e.
De
e
De
e
woul
d
b
e
suitabl
e.
She’
s
mor
e
beautifu
l,
she’
s
go
t
a
muc
h
bette
r
bod
y,
she’
s
go
t
a
tast
e
fo
r
violenc
e
...
Bu
t
she’
s
no
t
lik
e
m
e.
O
r
lik
e
he
r.
Sh
e
wouldn’
t
hav
e
a
n
appetit
e
fo
r
wha
t
i
t
i
s
w
e
d
o.
Whic
h
cut
s
th
e
fiel
d
dow
n
considerabl
y
whe
n
i
t
come
s
t
o
potentia
l
mate
s
an
d
partner
s.
M
y
lin
e
o
f
endeavo
r
woul
d
likel
y
scar
e
he
r
of
f
.
An
d
beside
s,I
hav
e
he
r
ou
t
her
e
fo
r
a
reaso
n
.
Sh
e
continue
s
t
o
jol
t
agains
t
m
e,
an
d
the
n
sh
e
release
s
a
genuin
e
shrie
k.
She’
s
finishin
g.
Whe
n
sh
e
cease
s
t
o
thro
b
o
n
to
p
o
f
m
e,
sh
e
look
s
int
o
m
y
eye
s
.
‘You’r
e
stil
l
al
l
ther
e,
aren’
t
yo
u?
’
I
no
d
.
Sh
e
dismount
s,
bend
s
ove
r,
an
d
the
n
sh
e
make
s
certai
n
m
y
clima
x
i
s
imminen
t.
Jus
t
a
s
I’
m
abou
t
t
o
en
d
i
t,
sh
e
jump
s
ato
p
m
e
an
d
sway
s
o
n
m
e
a
s
i
t
come
s
t
o
a
conclusio
n
.
De
e
De
e
quickl
y
put
s
he
r
coa
t
bac
k
o
n.I
reac
h
ove
r
th
e
sea
t
an
d
gra
b
hol
d
o
f
th
e
ba
g.I
pu
t
i
t
o
n
th
e
sea
t
betwee
n
u
s
.
‘Extr
a
underwea
r?’
Sh
e
smile
s
.
Sh
e
reache
s
ou
t
an
d
grab
s
hol
d
o
f
m
e
agai
n,
an
d
I
respon
d
eve
n
thoug
h
I
don’
t
wan
t
t
o.
I
t
i
s
al
l
subconsciou
s,
bu
t
thi
s
woma
n
ha
s
take
n
contro
l.
An
d
I
canno
t
hav
e
tha
t.
Sh
e
ma
y
no
t
dominat
e.
Whe
n
I
allo
w
th
e
othe
r
t
o
bin
d
m
e
ato
p
ou
r
be
d,I
kno
w
I
ca
n
ri
p
awa
y
th
e
feebl
e
knot
s
tha
t
ti
e
m
e.
Sh
e
ma
y
thin
k
she’
s
i
n
contro
l,
bu
t
I
a
m
alway
s
th
e
on
e
i
n
charg
e
an
d
sh
e
know
s
tha
t
.