” And chuckled again to realize that SHE was the cause of his discomfort. She rolled over on her back, slipping the bra straps back up and said lau...hingly, “Come on, let me change into another outfit, and let’s change scenes.” Whilst he re-set the camera and lights at the bed, she turned her back to him and reached back, unfastening her bra, and slipping it quickly off. She reached down and picked up a jeweled front-clasped bra and began to thread her arms into the straps. He simply stared at. Glenda stirred. Paul decided to wake her all the way. He stroked again. The deepness of her breathing ceased. Paul stroked again. She woke with a start, lifted her head and settled back down atop him. She played idly with the hair on his chest. ‘Good morning!’ Paul said softly to her. ‘How did you sleep?’ ‘Pretty well, I think!’ she said. ‘The last thing that I remember …’ She broke off the sentence, and followed with a long pause. ‘Well …’ she continued in a playful voice, ‘I think you know. . It was hours before Charles was able to bring Ada back to earth and get through to her that he wasn’t there only for pleasure—that he was here to work—and that, since she was here with him, she wasn’t here fully for her own pleasure either nor could she expect him to spend every moment they weren’t making love here at the attractions of the Pike. And even then it took some time for his entire meaning to sink in. They were eating lunch beside a make-believe Venetian canal and he was telling. The applause for the concert master passed. He and the conductor went on stage. The applause swelled around him as the lights reflected harshly off the metal of the chair. Allan could see the first row, but he did not look for the little girl. His mind was too much on Rosa. There was a breathless moment of silence and then the orchestra began to play. He waited. This was the part he hated – the waiting – especially now that Rosa was no longer there to look at him and mouth words of love. There.