He had changed, but in ways she was yet unable to pinpoint; he seemed harder… more calloused perhaps, and the jargon he used, obviously the influence of these people he associated with… but physically… yes… yes, he was the same physically…! She could feel his rigid penis pressed against her hot thigh, and she tried to remember the length and thickness of it, the way it looked standing out from his strong, hairy loins, so stiff and proud with its cape of thick skin, the exciting, moist eye staring at her lasciviously from the tip of its purplish, massive head, and the masculine spectacle of his full, potent testicles hanging fulfillingly between his powerful thighs. Tremors of sensual delight rippled through her as she realized how badly she wanted him… needed him!

"I told you, Lynn Baby! Didn't I? I told you it'd all come off if we played it cool… and you did! You sure did, Rabbit! Damn, what a doll you are!"

He lay beside her, drawing her possessively inside his arms, crushing her full, rounded breasts against his hairy chest, while simultaneously, he shifted his hips to pressure his swollen hardness into the softness of her white belly. He kissed her, searching her receptive mouth with his hot tongue, then withdrew it. "I knew it'd work," he said. "I knew it! Did you ever doubt it?"

"S-Sometimes… sometimes… when the days dragged by back there… and there was snow, snow, snow… it was so cold… so God damned bleak!"

"You were a trooper, Baby!"

"I-I used to cry a lot… it seemed almost as if you really were dead… and I would cry… Sometimes, it helped."

"You should've gone out… had yourself a ball."

"I couldn't very well… not then. They were always watching me… at least, I felt that they were… Later, I went out some… but always with Nick along."