SHE RUBBED OIL ON ME when I told her to and said a minute later, like a curious little girl, "Hey Murdock--but do you burn?" and I said damn right I do I burn for you! and took her like she wasn't ever less ready for it and hotter than July. Greased her across her tan line and back. I always laughed at how two-tone she was from being so white and loving the sun, but kept it under my breath to not make her feel dumb.