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"
Wendy
,
"
he
said
,
and
stopped
.
She
waited
for
him
to
rearrange
whatever
he
had
to
say
.
His
strong
hand
on
her
breast
felt
good
,
soothing
.
"
I
could
maybe
snowshoe
him
down
.
He
could
walk
part
of
the
way
himself
,
but
I
would
mostly
have
to
carry
him
.
It
would
mean
camping
out
one
,
two
,
maybe
three
nights
.
That
would
mean
building
a
travois
to
carry
supplies
and
bedrolls
on
.
We
have
the
AM
/
FM
radio
,
so
we
could
pick
a
day
when
the
weather
forecast
called
for
a
three
-
day
spell
of
good
weather
.
But
if
the
forecast
was
wrong
,
"
he
finished
,
his
voice
soft
and
measured
,
"
I
think
we
might
die
.
"
Her
face
had
paled
.
It
looked
shiny
,
almost
ghostly
.
He
continued
to
stroke
her
breast
,
rubbing
the
ball
of
his
thumb
gently
over
the
nipple
.
She
made
a
soft
sound
-
from
his
words
or
in
reaction
to
his
gentle
pressure
on
her
breast
,
he
couldn
’
t
tell
.
He
raised
his
hand
slightly
and
undid
the
top
button
of
her
shirt
.
Wendy
shifted
her
legs
slightly
.
All
at
once
her
jeans
seemed
too
tight
,
slightly
irritating
in
a
pleasant
sort
of
way
.
"
It
would
mean
leaving
you
alone
because
you
can
’
t
snowshoe
worth
beans
.
It
would
be
maybe
three
days
of
not
knowing
.
Would
you
want
that
?
"
His
hand
dropped
to
the
second
button
,
slipped
it
,
and
the
beginning
of
her
cleavage
was
exposed
.
"
No
,
"
she
said
in
a
voice
that
was
slightly
thick
.
She
glanced
over
at
Danny
.
He
had
stopped
twisting
and
turning
.
His
thumb
had
crept
back
into
his
mouth
.
So
that
was
all
right
.
But
Jack
was
leaving
something
out
of
the
picture
.
It
was
too
bleak
.
There
was
something
else
…
what
?
"
If
we
stay
put
,
"
Jack
said
,
unbuttoning
the
third
and
fourth
buttons
with
that
same
deliberate
slowness
,
"
a
ranger
from
the
park
or
a
game
warden
is
going
to
poke
in
here
just
to
find
out
how
we
’
re
doing
.
At
that
point
we
simply
tell
him
we
want
down
.
He
’
ll
see
to
it
.
"
He
slipped
her
naked
breasts
into
the
wide
V
of
the
open
shirt
,
bent
,
and
molded
his
lips
around
the
stem
of
a
nipple
.
It
was
hard
and
erect
.
He
slipped
his
tongue
slowly
back
and
forth
across
it
in
a
way
he
knew
she
liked
.
Wendy
moaned
a
little
and
arched
her
back
.
(
?
Something
I
’
ve
forgotten
?
)
"
Honey
?
"
she
asked
.
On
their
own
her
hands
sought
the
back
of
his
head
so
that
when
he
answered
his
voice
was
muffled
against
her
flesh
.
