Her curiosity was insatiable, her dreams filled with happy speculation over what hair color her babies would inherit. A long shrill cat-call in the gallery seemed to be the signal. The natural gaiety of the place seemed to have affected them both. Who invented them? Nobody knows. His head bent down, intent on kissing her underneath the showerhead. She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms. She would never, never go back. If he did resemble me, I shouldn't care about him.
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