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take the gift or not. Frowning, he touched her breast
with his hand. Her eyes never left him, they were open.
And he was in them as she moved nearer. She kissed
him. And he, who had never noticed such things, saw
that desire was new and frightening to her, and so her
moving nearer, placing herself in his hands, made her
braver than he was. And he surrendered his desire to
her newness, he felt it fade away. He did not know
which held him in check, the undefendable courage of
her innocence or the troubling tenderness it made him
feel. He took his hand away.
"I'll take you home, Joy," he said.
He took Joy home, drove to Madder, picked up
the hostess at Fred's Fries, took her to the Round-Up
Motel and Restaurant near the airport (she was a
divorcée with two children and a mother asleep in a
four-room apartment), had her perform fellatio on him,
brought her to orgasm, brought himself to a second
orgasm, then dropped her at her door with a wave and
a wink.
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