Caught off guard, James stood stiffly for a moment then wrapped his arms around her shoulders and allowed her to rest her head on his chest.They stood there like that for a long moment. Diana knew that that should be all; she should give him a kiss on the cheek, say goodnight and go.Instead she leaned back and looked into his eyes as if seeking permission there. Then, standing on her toes in order to reach his ear, she whispered, “T-tell me to...take off my clothes.” And when, startled, he started to pull back she held him there and added, her voice shaking, “Pre-...” She stopped, unable to go on for a moment, then forced herself to continue, “Pretend I’m...y-your...slave.” And then: “Please.”She let him go then, and stood back, waiting, terrified, for his reaction.Her heart sank as he turned and walked into his room without a word. She waited for him to slam the door behind him.Instead, he turned back to her. He looked at her for a long moment...and then snapped his fingers at her. And I couldn't find the words, y'know, to tell him what I'd been thinking, when I'd done it. So I just said "I'm sorry, Bill," and I went and got Timmy and carried him out to the car, him still asleep, and put him in the back seat.And old Bill, he followed me out there, but didn't say nothing else. But when I started around to get in the car and go, he said to me, "You still coming back, next time?"And I said "You want me to?"And he said, real quiet-like, "Yes. Come back."Next time I went back, I had left Timmy home. I'd left him with a neighbor lady, because my mama wasn't in no condition, anymore, to watch out for him. She was just kinda sleeping most all the time, now. And I couldn't get her to eat, much.Well, me and Bill acted real civil to one another when I got to his house. It wasn't even full dark yet, although it was getting well into the fall of the year. The sun was setting through his front windows, there in the living room, and Bill went and pulled down all the blinds.
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