Chris lookedup at her and said, "Hey, hey, I'm up here." "Well, that's one question mark I can remove," she said with a smile. Shelooked him over agai..., and he was suddenly a one year old girl. He lookedup at her, and she bent down and said, "If you understand what I'msaying, raise one finger."Chris raised one finger with a degree of difficulty. She nodded at him.She stepped away from Chris for a second and imagined him differently.Chris's vision diminished. He didn't know where he was, but he. These men were specifically chosen for this labor as they speak only Italian and Latin and read very little of either, and they are certainly illiterate in the Spanish language, which I am using to write your instructions. If their natural curiosity has gotten the better of them and the seal or my signet have been broken or adulterated in the slightest way, dispense with their punishment forthwith. May God have mercy on their soul. I pray this letter finds you in good health and in active. This will be our temporary piece of paradise for the remainder of the afternoon. We choose well. We have a sand dune as a backrest and it is in semi- seclusion. We could make love here and maybe not get caught. The call of the waves beckons us to enjoy their cooling smoothness. We succumb. We jog closer to the repetitive hypnotic sound of water breaking over and over again on the shinning white sand whistling under our feet. A wave breaks as we wade in. It instantly invigorates us. We splash. She stopped giggling and her breathing became a little faster. Her scent was fresh after the shower, a musky fragrance mixed with that of the soap. My urge to taste her was bigger than ever but she was leaning forward towards the table and it would be pretty difficult to get into a good position to do it.I got up and she turned to face me again. Her skin was flushed all the way down to her chest. When I reached down to undo her bathrobe, she began pulling my shirt up. I let go of her to allow.