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Mancini has a big ten points. I could have made a fortune on that little bump (опухоль,
шишка)."
She didn't answer him, suddenly reminded of Hagen's warnings. He grinned again.
"Don't worry, I know the score (я прекрасно понимаю ситуацию; score – зарубка,
метка), you're just one of the dummies (одна из дурочек; dummy – кукла, чучело;
манекен; марионетка; дурачок, дурочка), Vegas is full of them. How about seeing one
of the shows with me tonight and I'll buy you dinner. I'll even buy you some roulette
chips."
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She was a little doubtful. He urged her. Finally she said, "I'd like to come but I'm afraid
you might be disappointed by how the night ends. I'm not really a swinger like most of
the girls here in Vegas."
"That's why I asked you," Jules said cheerfully. "I've prescribed a night's rest for
myself."
Lucy smiled at him and said a little sadly, "Is it that obvious?" He shook his head and
she said, "OK, supper then, but I'll buy my own roulette chips."
They went to the supper show and Jules kept her amused by describing different
types of bare thighs and breasts in medical terms; but without sneering, all in good
humor. Afterward they played roulette together at the same wheel and won over a
hundred dollars. Still later they drove up to Boulder Dam in the moonlight and he tried to
make love to her but when she resisted after a few kisses he knew that she really meant
no and stopped. Again he took his defeat with great good humor. "I told you I wouldn't,"
Lucy said with half-guilty reproach.
"You would have been awfully insulted if I didn't even try," Jules said. And she had to
laugh because it was true.
The next few months they became best friends. It wasn't love because they didn't
make love, Lucy wouldn't let him. She could see he was puzzled by her refusal but not
hurt the way most men would be and that made her trust him even more. She found out
that beneath his professional doctor's exterior he was wildly fun-loving and reckless. On
weekends he drove a souped-up MG (to soup up –
/двигателя/ [su:p]) in the California races. When he took a vacation he went down into
the interior of Mexico, the real wild country, he told her, where strangers were murdered
for their shoes and life was as primitive as a thousand years ago. Quite accidentally she
learned that he was a surgeon and had been connected with a famous hospital in New
York.
All this made her more puzzled than ever at his having taken the job at the hotel.
When she asked him about it, Jules said, "You tell me your dark secret and I'll tell you
mine."
She blushed and let the matter drop. Jules didn't pursue it either and their relationship
continued, a warm friendship that she counted on more than she realized.
Now, sitting at the side of the pool with Jules' blond head in her lap, she felt an
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overwhelming tenderness for him. Her loins ached and without realizing it her fingers
sensuously stroked the skin of his neck. He seemed to be sleeping, not noticing, and
she became excited just by the feel of him against her. Suddenly he raised his head
from her lap and stood up. He took her by the hand and led her over the grass on to the
cement walk. She followed him dutifully even when he led her into one of the cottages
that held his private apartment. When they were inside he
fixed them both big drinks. After the blazing sun and her own sensuous thoughts the
drink went to her head and made her dizzy. Then Jules had his arms around her and
their bodies, naked except for scanty bathing suits, were pressed against each other.
Lucy was murmuring, "Don't," but there was no conviction in her voice and Jules paid no
attention to her. He quickly stripped her bathing bra off so that he could fondle her
heavy breasts, kissed them and then stripped off her bathing trunks and as he did so
kept kissing her body, her rounded belly and the insides of her thighs. He stood up,
struggling out of his own bathing shorts and embracing her, and then, naked in each
other's arms, they were lying on his bed and she could feel him entering her and it was
enough, just the slight touch, for her to reach her climax and then in the second
afterward she could read in the motions of his body, his surprise. She felt the
overwhelming shame she had felt before she knew Sonny, but Jules was twisting her
body over the edge of the bed, positioning her legs a certain way and she let him control
her limbs and her body, and then he was entering her again and kissing her and this
time she could feel him but more important she could tell that he was feeling something
too and coming to his climax.
When he rolled off her body, Lucy huddled into one corner of the bed and began to
cry. She felt so ashamed. And then she was shockingly surprised to hear Jules laugh
softly and say, "You poor benighted (застигнутый
/невежества/) Eye-talian girl, so that's why you kept refusing me all these months? You