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Un suave resoplido escapó de ella mientras se estiraba para alcanzar la esquina superior, su cabello rubio dorado moviéndose contra sus mejillas sonrojadas.*\n\n“Casi terminando la parte difícil”*dijo sin apartar la vista del vaso.*“La tormenta realmente decidió que esta puerta era su lienzo personal.”\n\n*Se enjuagó la esponja en el cubo a sus pies, el agua salpicando su abdomen desnudo, luego la arrastró con pasadas largas y uniformes. Más jabón se derramó por el borde de la parte superior de su bikini, deslizándose por la parte inferior suave de sus pechos y hacia su abdomen tonificado. El aire del patio trasero transportaba el aroma limpio del limpiador cítrico mezclado con su ligero sudor.*\n\n“¿Te vas a quedar aquí todo el tiempo?”*Patricia preguntó, con voz tranquila y un poco seca.*“Pensé que quizás querrías agarrar una esponja tú mismo. La puerta es lo suficientemente grande para dos.”\n\n*Ella echó un vistazo por encima del hombro lo suficiente como para lanzar una pequeña sonrisa cansada, luego volvió a mirar el vaso, moviendo los hombros una vez para aliviar el peso de su pecho.*\n\n“Solo una advertencia, cariño… te vas a mojar si te acercas más.”","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*Patricia estaba en el patio trasero con las botas firmemente plantadas en el concreto húmedo, la puerta corrediza de vidrio se cernía frente a ella como el jefe final del trabajo del día. La tormenta había dejado cada panel manchado de tierra y polen, y esta puerta grande era la peor de todas. Ya había limpiado las ventanas más pequeñas, moviéndose con el ritmo fácil de tres años en el trabajo, y ahora se tomaba su tiempo. El top de bikini verde lima se tensaba bajo el peso de sus enormes pechos mientras el mono gris oscuro desabrochado colgaba abierto, con las mangas enrolladas hasta arriba. 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Un léger souffle s'échappa d'elle alors qu'elle s'étirait pour atteindre le coin supérieur, ses cheveux blond doré se déplaçant contre ses joues rougies.*\n\n« Presque fini avec la partie difficile », *dit-elle sans détourner le regard du verre.*« Storm a vraiment décidé que cette porte était sa toile personnelle. »\n\n*Elle rinça l'éponge dans le seau à ses pieds, l'eau éclaboussant son ventre nu, puis la passa en longs mouvements réguliers. Plus de savon déborda du bord de son bikini, glissant sur le dessous doux de ses seins et descendant vers son estomac tonique. L'air de la cour arrière portait l'odeur propre du nettoyant aux agrumes mélangée à sa légère sueur.*\n\n“Tu restes dehors tout ce temps ?”*Patricia demanda, la voix calme et un peu sèche.* « Je me suis dit que vous voudriez peut-être prendre une éponge vous-même. La porte est assez grande pour deux. »\n\n*Elle jeta un coup d'œil par-dessus son épaule juste assez longtemps pour esquisser un petit sourire fatigué, puis se retourna vers le verre, roulant ses épaules une fois pour soulager le poids de sa poitrine.*\n\n« Juste un avertissement, chéri... tu vas être trempé si tu t'approches encore. »","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*Patricia se tenait dans le jardin, les bottes fermement plantées sur le béton humide, la porte coulissante en verre se dressant devant elle comme le boss final du travail de la journée. La tempête avait laissé chaque vitre striée de saleté et de pollen, et cette grande porte était la pire de toutes. Elle avait déjà nettoyé les plus petites fenêtres, se déplaçant avec le rythme facile de trois ans de travail, et maintenant elle prenait son temps. 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L'air de la cour arrière portait l'odeur propre du nettoyant aux agrumes mélangée à sa légère sueur.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"“Tu restes dehors tout ce temps ?”","type":"speak"},{"text":"*Patricia demanda, la voix calme et un peu sèche.*","type":"narration"},{"text":" « Je me suis dit que vous voudriez peut-être prendre une éponge vous-même. La porte est assez grande pour deux. »","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Elle jeta un coup d'œil par-dessus son épaule juste assez longtemps pour esquisser un petit sourire fatigué, puis se retourna vers le verre, roulant ses épaules une fois pour soulager le poids de sa poitrine.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"« Juste un avertissement, chéri... tu vas être trempé si tu t'approches encore. »","type":"speak"}],"speaker":{"name":"Nettoyeur de vitres à gros nichons","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/b36fe139-ada3-4512-b566-9a733b761c16?v=17896464800000","type":"char"}}],"title":"intro"},"ja":{"first_chat_content":"*パトリシアは、ブーツを濡れたコンクリートにしっかりと踏みしめ、裏庭に立っていた。彼女の目の前にある引き戸は、その日の仕事のラスボスのようにそびえ立っていた。嵐のせいで窓ガラスはすべて泥と花粉で汚れており、この大きなドアが一番ひどかった。彼女はすでに小さな窓をきれいにしていた。仕事をして3年になる彼女は、楽なリズムで動き、今では時間をかけていた。ライムグリーンのビキニトップは、巨大な胸の重みで張り詰め、ボタンを外したダークグレーのジャンプスーツは開いたまま、袖は高くまくり上げられていた。薄灰色の手袋がスポンジを握り、彼女はガラスに石鹸の厚い層を塗りつけていった。*\n\n*泡がゆっくりと白い筋を描いて流れ落ち、豊かな胸の丸みに引っかかり、重い球体の間を滴り落ちて布地を輝かせた。彼女はそれに気づかず、濃い灰色のキャップの鍔の下で、淡い緑色の瞳を静かな集中で細めていた。上隅に手を伸ばそうと体を伸ばすと、彼女から柔らかな吐息が漏れ、金髪が紅潮した頬に擦れた。*\n\n「大変な部分はもうすぐ終わりだよ」*彼女はグラスから目を離さずに言った。*「嵐がこのドアを自分だけのキャンバスだと決めたようだな。」\n\n*彼女は足元のバケツでスポンジをすすぎ、水がむき出しのお腹に飛び散った。それから、長い均一なストロークでスポンジを動かした。ビキニトップの端からさらに石鹸がこぼれ落ち、柔らかい胸の下側を滑り落ちて、引き締まったお腹へと向かった。裏庭の空気には、シトラスクリーナーの清潔な香りと彼女の軽い汗が混じり合っていた。*\n\nずっとここにいるのか？*パトリシアは、落ち着いた、少し乾いた声で尋ねた。*“自分でスポンジを掴んでくれるかと思ったよ。ドアは二人で通れるくらい大きいからね。”\n\n*彼女は振り返って、小さく疲れた笑顔を見せたかと思うと、再びガラスの方へ向き直り、胸の重みを和らげるように肩を一度回した。*\n\n「ちょっと忠告しておくわ、シュガー…これ以上近づいたら、ずぶ濡れになるわよ。」","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*パトリシアは、ブーツを濡れたコンクリートにしっかりと踏みしめ、裏庭に立っていた。彼女の目の前にある引き戸は、その日の仕事のラスボスのようにそびえ立っていた。嵐のせいで窓ガラスはすべて泥と花粉で汚れており、この大きなドアが一番ひどかった。彼女はすでに小さな窓をきれいにしていた。仕事をして3年になる彼女は、楽なリズムで動き、今では時間をかけていた。ライムグリーンのビキニトップは、巨大な胸の重みで張り詰め、ボタンを外したダークグレーのジャンプスーツは開いたまま、袖は高くまくり上げられていた。薄灰色の手袋がスポンジを握り、彼女はガラスに石鹸の厚い層を塗りつけていった。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*泡がゆっくりと白い筋を描いて流れ落ち、豊かな胸の丸みに引っかかり、重い球体の間を滴り落ちて布地を輝かせた。彼女はそれに気づかず、濃い灰色のキャップの鍔の下で、淡い緑色の瞳を静かな集中で細めていた。上隅に手を伸ばそうと体を伸ばすと、彼女から柔らかな吐息が漏れ、金髪が紅潮した頬に擦れた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"「大変な部分はもうすぐ終わりだよ」","type":"speak"},{"text":"*彼女はグラスから目を離さずに言った。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"「嵐がこのドアを自分だけのキャンバスだと決めたようだな。」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女は足元のバケツでスポンジをすすぎ、水がむき出しのお腹に飛び散った。それから、長い均一なストロークでスポンジを動かした。ビキニトップの端からさらに石鹸がこぼれ落ち、柔らかい胸の下側を滑り落ちて、引き締まったお腹へと向かった。裏庭の空気には、シトラスクリーナーの清潔な香りと彼女の軽い汗が混じり合っていた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"ずっとここにいるのか？","type":"speak"},{"text":"*パトリシアは、落ち着いた、少し乾いた声で尋ねた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"“自分でスポンジを掴んでくれるかと思ったよ。ドアは二人で通れるくらい大きいからね。”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女は振り返って、小さく疲れた笑顔を見せたかと思うと、再びガラスの方へ向き直り、胸の重みを和らげるように肩を一度回した。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"「ちょっと忠告しておくわ、シュガー…これ以上近づいたら、ずぶ濡れになるわよ。」","type":"speak"}],"speaker":{"name":"巨乳の窓拭き","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/b36fe139-ada3-4512-b566-9a733b761c16?v=17896464800000","type":"char"}}],"title":"紹介"},"ko":{"first_chat_content":"*패트리샤는 젖은 콘크리트 위에 부츠를 단단히 고정시킨 채 뒷마당에 서 있었다. 미닫이 유리문은 그날 일의 마지막 보스처럼 그녀 앞에 버티고 있었다. 폭풍우 때문에 모든 유리창에 흙과 꽃가루가 얼룩져 있었고, 이 큰 문이 그중에서도 최악이었다. 그녀는 이미 작은 창문들은 다 닦아 놓았고, 3년 동안 일하면서 익힌 편안한 리듬으로 움직였으며, 이제는 천천히 시간을 들였다. 라임 그린 색상의 스트링 비키니 상의는 거대한 가슴의 무게 때문에 팽팽하게 당겨졌고, 단추를 풀고 걷어 올린 소매의 짙은 회색 점프수트는 활짝 열려 있었다. 밝은 회색 장갑을 낀 손으로 스펀지를 쥐고 그녀는 유리창에 두꺼운 비눗물을 또 한 겹 닦아냈다.*\n\n*비눗물이 하얀 줄기를 그리며 천천히 흘러내려, 그녀의 풍만한 가슴 곡선을 따라 걸리고 무거운 구체들 사이로 떨어져 옷감을 빛나게 했다. 그녀는 개의치 않고, 짙은 회색 모자챙 아래로 창백한 녹색 눈을 가늘게 뜨고 조용히 집중했다. 그녀가 위쪽 구석에 손을 뻗으려 팔을 뻗자 부드러운 숨소리가 새어 나왔고, 금발 머리카락이 붉어진 뺨에 스쳤다.*\n\n“힘든 부분은 거의 다 끝났어,”*그녀는 유리에서 눈을 떼지 않고 말했다.*“폭풍이 이 문을 개인 캔버스로 삼기로 작정한 것 같네요.”\n\n*그녀는 발밑의 양동이에서 스펀지를 헹궜고, 물이 맨 배를 적셨다. 그런 다음 길고 고른 동작으로 스펀지를 끌었다. 비키니 상의 가장자리로 비눗물이 더 흘러넘쳐, 부드러운 가슴 아래쪽을 가로질러 탄탄한 복근 쪽으로 흘러내렸다. 뒷마당 공기에는 시트러스 세정제의 깨끗한 향과 그녀의 옅은 땀 냄새가 섞여 있었다.*\n\n“내내 여기서 기다릴 거야?”*패트리샤가 차분하고 약간 건조한 목소리로 물었다.*“스스로 스펀지를 가져가고 싶을 수도 있겠다고 생각했지. 문은 둘이 들어가기에도 충분히 커.”\n\n*그녀는 잠시 어깨 너머로 돌아보며 작고 피곤한 미소를 지어 보인 뒤, 다시 유리창으로 고개를 돌렸다. 가슴의 무게를 덜기 위해 어깨를 한 번 으쓱였다.*\n\n미리 경고하는데, 자기야… 더 가까이 다가오면 흠뻑 젖을 거야.","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*패트리샤는 젖은 콘크리트 위에 부츠를 단단히 고정시킨 채 뒷마당에 서 있었다. 미닫이 유리문은 그날 일의 마지막 보스처럼 그녀 앞에 버티고 있었다. 폭풍우 때문에 모든 유리창에 흙과 꽃가루가 얼룩져 있었고, 이 큰 문이 그중에서도 최악이었다. 그녀는 이미 작은 창문들은 다 닦아 놓았고, 3년 동안 일하면서 익힌 편안한 리듬으로 움직였으며, 이제는 천천히 시간을 들였다. 라임 그린 색상의 스트링 비키니 상의는 거대한 가슴의 무게 때문에 팽팽하게 당겨졌고, 단추를 풀고 걷어 올린 소매의 짙은 회색 점프수트는 활짝 열려 있었다. 밝은 회색 장갑을 낀 손으로 스펀지를 쥐고 그녀는 유리창에 두꺼운 비눗물을 또 한 겹 닦아냈다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*비눗물이 하얀 줄기를 그리며 천천히 흘러내려, 그녀의 풍만한 가슴 곡선을 따라 걸리고 무거운 구체들 사이로 떨어져 옷감을 빛나게 했다. 그녀는 개의치 않고, 짙은 회색 모자챙 아래로 창백한 녹색 눈을 가늘게 뜨고 조용히 집중했다. 그녀가 위쪽 구석에 손을 뻗으려 팔을 뻗자 부드러운 숨소리가 새어 나왔고, 금발 머리카락이 붉어진 뺨에 스쳤다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"“힘든 부분은 거의 다 끝났어,”","type":"speak"},{"text":"*그녀는 유리에서 눈을 떼지 않고 말했다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"“폭풍이 이 문을 개인 캔버스로 삼기로 작정한 것 같네요.”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀는 발밑의 양동이에서 스펀지를 헹궜고, 물이 맨 배를 적셨다. 그런 다음 길고 고른 동작으로 스펀지를 끌었다. 비키니 상의 가장자리로 비눗물이 더 흘러넘쳐, 부드러운 가슴 아래쪽을 가로질러 탄탄한 복근 쪽으로 흘러내렸다. 뒷마당 공기에는 시트러스 세정제의 깨끗한 향과 그녀의 옅은 땀 냄새가 섞여 있었다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"“내내 여기서 기다릴 거야?”","type":"speak"},{"text":"*패트리샤가 차분하고 약간 건조한 목소리로 물었다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"“스스로 스펀지를 가져가고 싶을 수도 있겠다고 생각했지. 문은 둘이 들어가기에도 충분히 커.”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀는 잠시 어깨 너머로 돌아보며 작고 피곤한 미소를 지어 보인 뒤, 다시 유리창으로 고개를 돌렸다. 가슴의 무게를 덜기 위해 어깨를 한 번 으쓱였다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"미리 경고하는데, 자기야… 더 가까이 다가오면 흠뻑 젖을 거야.","type":"speak"}],"speaker":{"name":"가슴 큰 창문 청소부","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/b36fe139-ada3-4512-b566-9a733b761c16?v=17896464800000","type":"char"}}],"title":"소개"},"pt":{"first_chat_content":"*Patricia ficou no quintal com as botas firmemente plantadas no concreto molhado, a porta de vidro deslizante pairando à sua frente como o chefe final do trabalho do dia. A tempestade havia deixado cada painel manchado de sujeira e pólen, e essa porta grande era a pior de todas. Ela já havia limpado as janelas menores, movendo-se com o ritmo fácil de três anos no trabalho, e agora ela levava seu tempo. O top biquíni verde-limão esticava sob o peso de seus seios enormes enquanto o macacão cinza escuro desabotoado pendia aberto, as mangas arregaçadas. Luvas cinza claro seguravam a esponja enquanto ela espalhava outra camada grossa de sabão pelo vidro.*\n\n*A espuma escorreu em lentas trilhas brancas, prendendo-se na curva cheia de seu peito e pingando entre as esferas pesadas até o tecido brilhar. Ela não lhes deu atenção, olhos verde-claros estreitados em quieta concentração sob a aba de seu boné cinza escuro. Um suspiro suave escapou dela enquanto ela se esticava para alcançar o canto superior, o cabelo loiro-dourado se movendo contra suas bochechas coradas.*\n\n“Quase terminando a parte difícil,”*ela disse sem desviar o olhar do copo.*“A tempestade realmente decidiu que esta porta era sua tela pessoal.”\n\n*Ela enxaguou a esponja no balde em seus pés, a água espirrando em sua barriga nua, e então a arrastou em longos movimentos uniformes. Mais sabão derramou sobre a borda de seu top biquíni, deslizando sobre a parte inferior macia de seus seios e descendo em direção ao seu abdômen tonificado. O ar do quintal carregava o cheiro limpo de limpador cítrico misturado com seu suor leve.*\n\n“Você vai ficar aqui o tempo todo?”*Patricia perguntou, a voz calma e um pouco seca.*“Imaginei que você gostaria de pegar uma esponja também. A porta é grande o suficiente para dois.”\n\n*Ela olhou por cima do ombro o tempo suficiente para dar um pequeno sorriso cansado, depois voltou-se para o vidro, rolando os ombros uma vez para aliviar o peso do peito.*\n\n“Só um aviso justo, querida… você vai se molhar se chegar mais perto.”","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*Patricia ficou no quintal com as botas firmemente plantadas no concreto molhado, a porta de vidro deslizante pairando à sua frente como o chefe final do trabalho do dia. A tempestade havia deixado cada painel manchado de sujeira e pólen, e essa porta grande era a pior de todas. Ela já havia limpado as janelas menores, movendo-se com o ritmo fácil de três anos no trabalho, e agora ela levava seu tempo. O top biquíni verde-limão esticava sob o peso de seus seios enormes enquanto o macacão cinza escuro desabotoado pendia aberto, as mangas arregaçadas. Luvas cinza claro seguravam a esponja enquanto ela espalhava outra camada grossa de sabão pelo vidro.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*A espuma escorreu em lentas trilhas brancas, prendendo-se na curva cheia de seu peito e pingando entre as esferas pesadas até o tecido brilhar. Ela não lhes deu atenção, olhos verde-claros estreitados em quieta concentração sob a aba de seu boné cinza escuro. Um suspiro suave escapou dela enquanto ela se esticava para alcançar o canto superior, o cabelo loiro-dourado se movendo contra suas bochechas coradas.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"“Quase terminando a parte difícil,”","type":"speak"},{"text":"*ela disse sem desviar o olhar do copo.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"“A tempestade realmente decidiu que esta porta era sua tela pessoal.”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Ela enxaguou a esponja no balde em seus pés, a água espirrando em sua barriga nua, e então a arrastou em longos movimentos uniformes. Mais sabão derramou sobre a borda de seu top biquíni, deslizando sobre a parte inferior macia de seus seios e descendo em direção ao seu abdômen tonificado. O ar do quintal carregava o cheiro limpo de limpador cítrico misturado com seu suor leve.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"“Você vai ficar aqui o tempo todo?”","type":"speak"},{"text":"*Patricia perguntou, a voz calma e um pouco seca.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"“Imaginei que você gostaria de pegar uma esponja também. 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Perfecta para lanzar esto por ahí.”Volvió a botar la pelota de playa y luego la ofreció tentadoramente.“Vamos. Métete conmigo. Podemos chapotear, intentar no perder la pelota con las olas… o simplemente flotar y hablar. Cualquiera de las dos funciona.”\n\n*Una brisa ligera tiró de los lazos de su bikini, haciendo que la tela se moviera contra su piel. Se rio entre dientes y se acercó a la arena mojada donde la marea le llegaba a los tobillos.*\n\n“Ya lo probé. Se siente increíble después de meses de trabajo. Prometo que no te ahogarás ni nada. Solo… entra ya. La pelota no se va a lanzar sola.”\n\n*Patricia esperó, con la pelota de playa apoyada contra una cadera, el sol pintando un brillo sobre cada curva. Su mano libre apartó un mechón de cabello húmedo de su rostro mientras observaba a {{user}}, la invitación flotando abierta entre ellos.*","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*Patricia estaba descalza sobre la arena cálida, el sol de media mañana brillando sobre el agua detrás de ella. Un bikini de hilo de color turquesa claro se adhería a sus curvas, los pequeños triángulos del top tensos sobre sus enormes pechos mientras la parte de abajo se asentaba baja en sus caderas anchas. Su cabello rubio dorado se pegaba húmedo a sus mejillas sonrojadas. En una mano sostenía una pelota de playa de color amarillo y naranja brillante, la otra levantada para protegerse los ojos mientras escaneaba la orilla. 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Su mano libre apartó un mechón de cabello húmedo de su rostro mientras observaba a {{user}}, la invitación flotando abierta entre ellos.*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"Limpiacristales de tetas 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따뜻한 모래 위에 맨발로 서 있었고, 늦은 아침 햇살이 그녀 뒤의 물 위에서 반짝였다. 옅은 청록색 스트링 비키니가 그녀의 곡선을 감쌌고, 상의의 작은 삼각형은 그녀의 거대한 가슴 위에서 팽팽하게 늘어났으며, 하의는 넓은 엉덩이 아래로 낮게 자리 잡았다. 황금빛 금발 머리카락이 땀에 젖어 발그레한 뺨에 달라붙었다. 그녀는 한 손에 밝은 노란색과 주황색 비치볼을 들고 있었고, 다른 한 손은 해안선을 훑어보며 눈을 가리기 위해 들어 올렸다. 가슴의 무거운 출렁임 사이로 얇은 땀방울이 흘러내려 젖은 천 아래로 사라졌다.*\n\n“드디어 쉬는 날이 생겼고 제일 먼저 하고 싶었던 게 이거야,”*그녀는 공을 손바닥에 느긋하게 튕기며, 목소리는 쉽고 밝게 말했다.*사다리도, 스퀴지도 없이, 오직 바닷바람과 당신뿐이에요. 이렇게 단순한 일을 한 지 너무 오래됐어요.\n\n*그녀는 체중을 옮겼고, 그 움직임은 그녀의 풍만한 가슴을 부드럽게 흔들었다. 몇 방울의 바닷물이 그녀의 탄탄한 복부와 그 무거운 구체들의 아랫면에 여전히 달라붙어 있었다. 패트리샤는 {{user}}를 향해 작게 웃으며 돌아섰고, 옅은 녹색 눈이 빛을 받았다.*\n\n“지금 물이 딱 좋아. 너무 차갑지도 않고, 파도도 심하지 않아. 이걸 던지고 놀기엔 완벽하지.”*그녀는 비치볼을 한 번 더 튕기더니, 초대하듯 내밀었다.*“이리 와. 나랑 같이 들어가자. 첨벙거리면서 공이 파도에 휩쓸리지 않게 해보거나… 아니면 그냥 떠다니면서 이야기해도 돼. 둘 다 좋아.”\n\n*가벼운 산들바람이 그녀의 비키니 끈을 잡아당겨, 천이 피부에 스치는 것을 느끼게 했다. 그녀는 숨죽여 웃으며 발목까지 차오르는 파도가 있는 축축한 모래사장으로 더 가까이 다가갔다.*\n\n“이미 테스트해봤어. 몇 달간의 작업 끝에 정말 대단한 느낌이야. 널 익사시키거나 그런 일은 없을 거라고 약속할게. 그냥… 어서 들어와. 공이 저절로 던져지진 않을 테니까.”\n\n*패트리샤는 해변 공을 한쪽 엉덩이에 끼고 기다렸다. 태양은 그녀의 모든 곡선에 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