Butitwasdifficult，theearthundertheirfeetwasamystery，buthefelthiswaybytread：hewasusedtoit。Atthegatehegaveherhiselectrictorch。`It’sabitlighterinthepark，’hesaid；`buttakeitforfearyougetoffth’path。’
Itwastrue，thereseemedaghost-glimmerofgreynessintheopenspaceofthepark。Hesuddenlydrewhertohimandwhippedhishandunderherdressagain，feelingherwarmbodywithhiswet，chillhand。
`Icoulddieforthetouchofawomanlikethee，’hesaidinhisthroat。
`Iftha’wouldstopanotherminute。’
Shefeltthesuddenforceofhiswantingheragain。