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To: epicure who wrote (8302)	3/1/1998 6:48:00 PM
From: Jacques Chitte	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

Bub had been so fascinated by the sleeping lieutenantissimo's duality of somnolocution that he heard too late that the back door was opening. Bub quickly hid himself behind a convenient stuffed giant sloth and observed as the black-haired woman silently slunk through the trophy room. She bypassed her presumed husband's bedroom with a spat curse. She kicked the booted foot of one of the guards. He convulsively came half-awake, recognized his master's wife, and relaxed seamlessly back into deep sleep, sparing only the effort for a leisurely gesture of undisguised contempt. The woman entered a candlelit room and began undressing. She did not bother to close the door. Bub was not above enjoying the entertainment offered by a young woman's obviously strong and healthy body. She was whispering to the mirror in a tone of seductive anticipation, using words like gringo and muy macho. Backlit, completely naked, glistening with the day's musky humidity, she... returned the guard's gesture with an originality available only to an athletic nude woman, and kicked the door of her room shut.