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She stepped fro shower onto a bath mat and rubbed the mirror clean with a towel She dried her body with the same towel and then bent at the waist so her hair fell forward, allowing her to wrap it, turban style She looked in the h she was still pale and tired

She padded across the floor on bare feet and retrievedpajama shorts and a strappy pajama top She unwound her hair froh it She looked at the hair dryer but then dismissed the idea She decided, instead, to open the door to the portico and step out into the fresh air and let the wind blow-dry her hair

In true antebellum style, the home had porches on both levels, and each bedroom had a separate entrance onto the porch Outside each door sat double rocking chairs that faced the night Lou quietly opened the door to her room and stepped out into the darkness She chose not to turn on the porch light, preferring the glow of the s that would attack if she turned the light on She sat down in one of the low-backed rocking chairs and hung her strea ently The sentlechair lulled her and eased so rockers on the chair sang a coht of the events of the day

She felt like she had been rode hard and put up wet

She had spent the day with a etic He er and with passion She pressed her fingers to her lips, reainst hers He must think I am such a child He had obviously had lovers before Any idiot could tell he had experience Unlike her, he had probably had ers and toes She wondered if her lack of experience was obvious It had to be Not once, but twice, he had thrown out the bait and she took it like a starving hter after all

That thought caused the acidic taste of bile to rise up in her throat She sed it back as the ramifications of her actions hit her in full force I behaved like my mother She let her eood sense and she wasa fool of herself in the process

She ground her teeth in disgust How could I have been so stupid? He was aThey wanted to use you until they stole your soul, your pride and all your dreams How many times have I seen my mother discarded by a man over the years? More times than she could count She would never, ever be like that She would let him know, in no uncertain terms, that she wasn’t and would never be a whore, no matter how poor her decisions had been She would tell him at the first opportunity

Lou ran her fingers through her hair once ers Her hair was nearly as dry as herchair and spun, opening the door to her rooently behind her

Lou crawled between the sheets with renewed deter she had to either put her foot down tomorrow or steer clear of one Dr Broden James Wester, III

Brody sat in the dark outside his own roohts that ran through his rief that accohts of his mother and her condition

He sat in the shadows, chewing his fingernails, and was startled when he heard the sound of the door down fro close fitting shorts and a sle slightly when she walked They were obviously unbound but were still pert and full, her nipples pushing against the fabric in the gentle breeze

He felt hi like a kid with no self-control again He could tell right off the bat Lou wasn’t as experienced as he thought when he first hter Her inexperienced lipshis told him, plain as day, about her and her hesitation If she had kno she looked eating that ice creahts, she would have run for the hills

If the cop hadn’t shown up when he did, he would probably have stripped her right there on the table He s theain when he ith Lou, like the world was new and he wanted to explore all of it

Her devotion to his fa after he was gone She didn’t see he could do was keep his hands to hi more