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Just two minutes later, Roger was
calling from the half opened door. Ellen pulled a
couple of rose colored towels from the closet and
walked in, holding out a towel, draping the other
over her arm. I glanced down the hall to the bath
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mirror's reflection through the open door. He didn't
cover himself as he dried off; Ellen was leaning against
the sink and chatting with him as he ran an electric
razor over his late-evening stubble. He wrapped the
towel around his hips. They joined me at the kitchen
bar. As they talked, they seemed detached and unconcerned
with the out-of-place occurrence. She'd been casually
talking to him while he was nude! I was amazed. I
reached to the liquor cabinet and retrieved a spectacular
potion I'd intermixed for special occasions, a third-quart
of grain alcohol with white wine, the taste disguised
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poured; and although they kept insisting they'd drunk
enough, I kept pouring their glasses full. And when
we were later sitting in the floor and talking, my
back to a wall and their backs against the couch,
I rested my elbow on the coffee table and filled their
glasses again. Although Ellen drinks very little,
she knew black rape that wine mixed with pure alcohol
has a lightening-like, numbing effect; I found it
interesting that she wasn't offering any comments
other than just calling it "wine."
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