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And
now
that
he
had
her
alone
,
now
that
he
legally
possessed
her
,
now
that
there
was
no
barrier
to
his
enjoying
that
body
and
face
he
had
dreamed
about
every
night
,
Michael
could
not
bring
himself
to
approach
her
.
He
watched
as
she
took
off
the
bridal
shawl
and
draped
it
over
a
chair
,
and
placed
the
bridal
crown
on
the
small
dressing
table
.
That
table
had
an
array
of
perfumes
and
creams
that
Michael
had
had
sent
from
Palermo
.
The
girl
tallied
them
with
her
eyes
for
a
moment
.
Michael
turned
off
the
lights
,
thinking
the
girl
was
waiting
for
some
darkness
to
shield
her
body
while
she
undressed
.
But
the
Sicilian
moon
came
through
the
unshuttered
windows
,
bright
as
gold
,
and
Michael
went
to
close
the
shutters
but
not
all
the
way
,
the
room
would
be
too
warm
.
The
girl
was
still
standing
by
the
table
and
so
Michael
went
out
of
the
room
and
down
the
hall
to
the
bathroom
.
He
and
Dr.
Taza
and
Don
Tommasino
had
taken
a
glass
of
wine
together
in
the
garden
while
the
women
had
prepared
themselves
for
bed
.
He
had
expected
to
find
Apollonia
in
her
nightgown
when
he
returned
,
already
between
the
covers
.
He
was
surprised
that
the
mother
had
not
done
this
service
for
her
daughter
.
Maybe
Apollonia
had
wanted
him
to
help
her
to
undress
.
But
he
was
certain
she
was
too
shy
,
too
innocent
for
such
forward
behavior
.
Coming
back
into
the
bedroom
,
he
found
it
completely
dark
,
someone
had
closed
the
shutters
all
the
way
.
He
groped
his
way
toward
the
bed
and
could
make
out
the
shape
of
Apollonia
's
body
lying
under
the
covers
,
her
back
to
him
,
her
body
curved
away
from
him
and
huddled
up
.
He
undressed
and
slipped
naked
beneath
the
sheets
.
He
stretched
out
one
hand
and
touched
silky
naked
skin
.
She
had
not
put
on
her
gown
and
this
boldness
delighted
him
.
Slowly
,
carefully
,
he
put
one
hand
on
her
shoulder
and
pressed
her
body
gently
so
that
she
would
turn
to
him
.
She
turned
slowly
and
his
hand
touched
her
breast
,
soft
,
full
and
then
she
was
in
his
arms
so
quickiy
that
their
bodies
came
together
in
one
line
of
silken
electricity
and
he
finally
had
his
arms
around
her
,
was
kissing
her
warm
mouth
deeply
,
was
crushing
her
body
and
breasts
against
him
and
then
rolling
his
body
on
top
of
hers
.
Her
flesh
and
hair
taut
silk
,
now
she
was
all
eagerness
,
surging
against
him
wildly
in
a
virginal
erotic
frenzy
.
When
he
entered
her
she
gave
a
little
gasp
and
was
still
for
just
a
second
and
then
in
a
powerful
forward
thrust
of
her
pelvis
she
locked
her
satiny
legs
around
his
hips
.
When
they
came
to
the
end
they
were
locked
together
so
fiercely
,
straining
against
each
other
so
violently
,
that
falling
away
from
each
other
was
like
the
tremble
before
death
.
That
night
and
the
weeks
that
followed
,
Michael
Corleone
came
to
understand
the
premium
put
on
virginity
by
socially
primitive
people
.
It
was
a
period
of
sensuality
that
he
had
never
before
experienced
,
a
sensuality
mixed
with
a
feeling
of
masculine
power
.
Apollonia
in
those
first
days
became
almost
his
slave
.
Given
trust
,
given
affection
,
a
young
full-blooded
girl
aroused
from
virginity
to
erotic
awareness
was
as
delicious
as
an
exactly
ripe
fruit
.
She
on
her
part
brightened
up
the
rather
gloomy
masculine
atmosphere
of
the
villa
.
She
had
packed
her
mother
off
the
very
next
day
after
her
bridal
night
and
presided
at
the
communal
table
with
bright
girlish
charm
.
Don
Tommasino
dined
with
them
every
night
and
Dr.
Taza
told
all
his
old
stories
as
they
drank
wine
in
the
garden
full
of
statues
garlanded
with
blood-red
flowers
,
and
so
the
evenings
passed
pleasantly
enough
.
At
night
in
their
bedroom
the
newly
married
couple
spent
hours
of
feverish
lovemaking
.
Michael
could
not
get
enough
of
Apollonia
's
beautifully
sculpted
body
,
her
honey-colored
skin
,
her
huge
brown
eyes
glowing
with
passion
.
She
had
a
wonderfully
fresh
smell
,
a
fleshly
smell
perfumed
by
her
sex
yet
almost
sweet
and
unbearably
aphrodisiacal
.
Her
virginal
passion
matched
his
nuptial
lust
and
often
it
was
dawn
when
they
fell
into
an
exhausted
slumber
.
Sometimes
,
spent
but
not
yet
ready
for
sleep
,
Michael
sat
on
the
window
ledge
and
stared
at
Apollonia
's
naked
body
while
she
slept
.
Her
face
too
was
lovely
in
repose
,
a
perfect
face
he
had
seen
before
only
in
art
books
of
painted
Italian
Madonnas
who
by
no
stretch
of
the
artist
's
skill
could
be
thought
virginal
.
In
the
first
week
of
their
marriage
they
went
on
picnics
and
small
trips
in
the
Alfa
Romeo
.
But
then
Don
Tommasino
took
Michael
aside
and
explained
that
the
marriage
had
made
his
presence
and
identity
common
knowledge
in
that
part
of
Sicily
and
precautions
had
to
be
taken
against
the
enemies
of
the
Corleone
Family
,
whose
long
arms
also
stretched
to
this
island
refuge
.
Don
Tommasino
put
armed
guards
around
his
villa
and
the
two
shepherds
,
Calo
and
Fabrizzio
,
were
fixtures
inside
the
walls
.
So
Michael
and
his
wife
had
to
remain
on
the
villa
grounds
.
Michael
passed
the
time
by
teaching
Apollonia
to
read
and
write
English
and
to
drive
the
car
along
the
inner
walls
of
the
villa
.
About
this
time
Don
Tommasino
seemed
to
be
preoccupied
and
poor
company
.
He
was
still
having
trouble
with
the
new
Mafia
in
the
town
of
Palermo
,
Dr.
Taza
said
.
