"Ike?" she said, turning slightly and looking coyly over her shoulder, the comb stopped half-way down the dark silky cascade of her hair."Hmmm?" I murmured, pretending to watch the newscaster. Lilly smiled knowingly and drew the comb the rest of the way down very slowly."I don't want to sound like I'm complaining, but this place must be costing a small fortune. How can we afford to stay here?" We aren't paying for it ... not directly anyway. Congress and the Agency are picking up the tab for this trip. They're your tax dollars at work, so if you get an urge to splurge..." I left the rest unsaid."So, if I feel like calling room service and having them send up a couple bottles of champagne and some caviar, that's okay?" If that's what you want I'll even make the call for you." I said.Lilly turned back to the dresser mirror, put her comb down, opened one of the middle drawers, bent over at the waist and began rummaging around.The TV might as well have ceased to exist. My eyes were firmly. It was six o’clock, the sky just barely lightening. He wanted to get out before anyone else was awake. He didn’t want to answer their questions. Remnants of the last snow were still on the ground. He shivered in his jacket, and stuck his hands in his pockets. When he got to the church, he stood outside, looking at the tall wooden doors, the little spire, the cross that topped it. He thought about what he was going to do, wondered if he was making the right decision. He was going in to ask a man of God, whom he greatly respected, to confer upon him one of the greatest permanent human connections, and all so that he and Bethany could experience this one physical act without sinning. To Bethany, though, it was more than just a physical act. It was the pinnacle of human love on earth. He couldn’t deny her that. Soft footsteps behind him alerted him to her presence. She wore an ankle-length quilted jacket with the hood up. Her face was very pale, but she gave him a tiny smile. He opened.
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