’ She glanced pointedly at the grimy lake water still dripping from my pants. ‘Perhaps I should also…’ I offered, reaching for my belt buckle... ‘I think so,’ Mish replied, obviously relieved. ‘There’s no need to be bashful.’ I unfastened my pants and peeled them off. My skivvies were also quite wet, and offered little in the way of cover. She turned and unlocked the door, then held it open for me. I padded barefoot into the house, feeling like a homeless stray, and acutely aware of Misha’s. "How could her husband be so stupid? They would kill him for this." She told herself.Numbly, Jenny followed Marcel. They walked along in the dark. The streets were still filled with children running and playing in the narrow streets. As long as there was light, people were out; working; playing; looking for mischief. Jenny stuck as close to Marcel as she could. The dark streets of a Haitian village are no place for a woman to appear to be alone. Wandering bands of young men could find a lone. More

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