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%u00a9Jack Fritscher, Ph.D., All Rights ReservedHOW TO LEGALLY QUOTE FROM THIS BOOK260 Jack Fritscher%u201cYour legs are quivering.%u201d %u201cWe%u2019re crazy. But you%u2019re sweet.%u201d I nuzzled her ear, wondering was she really too cold and maybe wanting to go, or was she the kind of too cold that was an invitation to hold her.%u201cHow long have you been out?%u201d she said.%u201cYou%u2019re cute, you know.%u201d%u201cHow long since you left the seminary?%u201d She pushed me away.%u201cSix months.%u201d%u201cHave you dated much?%u201d%u201cOf course, selectively.%u201d%u201cAnyone besides me?%u201d %u201cOne or two others. An army.%u201d%u201cAnyone besides me? Come on.%u201d%u201cFffub!%u201d I hesitated. She%u2019d think me a punk. %u201cOf course.%u201d %u201cI don%u2019t believe it.%u201d She laughed and lay back. %u201cYou don%u2019t?%u201d%u201cNo.%u201dI thought the unsayable thing, judged it, reached out my hand, placing it over her breast. %u201cBelieve it,%u201d I said.She did not push me away. I was uncertain. Was one thing two things again? One to her, another to me? We lay together a long while, not moving, not talking. From somewhere a dog trailing its leash rooted by, circled us, some kind of hunting dog because it stood, looked at us, and pointed.%u201cBang-bang,%u201d she said.I rose part way up, not moving my hand, joking in my best German accent, %u201cMeine liebe fraulein, do not tell me you are part of the resistance.%u201dShe pulled me to her. %u201cCherie, I have never resisted anything.%u201dI felt those vine leaves growing through my hair.My legs quivered. Would she notice?%u201cI%u2019m a passionate French woman.%u201dOh my God! I felt the lump of myself growing towards her.Her mouth fit agreeably to mine, different from the soft kisses at her door. She frightened me with her teeth against my lips.%u201cNo one understands all of me,%u201d she said. %u201cBut you%u2019re a man. An innocent man. Perhaps you can.%u201dIn gratitude I kissed her, to try it, to quiet her, to hear the truth to be found in her.%u201cNo,%u201d she said, %u201clike this.%u201d I%u2019m sensitive, my God.%u201cDon%u2019t pucker up.%u201d