Stone Shadow

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Lo! I tell you a mystery. We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed, in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye ...

—I CORINTHIANS 15

South Dallas

“You like that?” the man asked her.

“Mmmm.” Incongruously, in the back of her mind she recognized “The Lady from Brazil” playing over his radio that he'd brought down into the basement with him. Their romantic accompaniment, she thought.

“Answer,” he commanded.

“Yes.” Tania Maria is the artist's name, she thought, fighting to keep herself in check.

“Don't talk so forcefully. You know I don't go for that.” He hurt her a little to emphasize his words.

“I'm sorry,” she whispered.

“Now. Try it again. There. You like that—huh?"

“Yeah."

“Okay. You've already forgotten what I just told you two seconds ago. You ain't the smartest cookie ever drew a breath, are you? Eh?"

“No."

“No WHAT?"

“No, I'm not the smartest cookie that ever drew a breath."

“What a fuckin’ GENIUS.” He laughed. “I LOVE it. Damn. Okay. Now. When I ask-you-if-you-like-it"—he squeezed her breasts roughly, his arms coming around her from behind, reaching under her arms and cupping her large breasts, kneading them in tempo as he spoke, turning himself on at her helplessness—"I want you to tell me. I want you to say, ‘YES, I like it. I like for you to squeeze my big, juicy melons.’ You think you can remember that?"

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