Bedroom

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far enough that Bedroom can not see me, yet I can still command a view of Bedroom closes the door behind her and walks to the couch. This time the fire paints her curves in shadows on the clothing Bedroom wears. The effect vanishes as Bedroom turns on the reading lamp and sits down. The glass of sherry Bedroom carries is placed on the wine table beside the couch, and she settles in for Bedroom evening of reading. I waken with a start. Glancing at my Bedroom gallery watch, I find that I has been asleep for a little over two hours. I yawn, stretch and leans between the front seats to remove a small, nylon bag from behind the passenger's seat. I exit the car and makes my Bedroom gallery way silently toward the house. I peer once more into the room. The fire has died down, but the reading lamp provides enough light that the entire scene is exposed to my eyes. The drugged sherry I sent Bedroom has taken effect. Lysilph has fallen asleep, and the book has fallen from Bedroom hands. I tap lightly on the window. Bedroom doesn't stir. I tap harder, then ...(cont.)
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