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you, I won’t bite!”
    Tasha giggled, but didn’t look his way.
Andrew sat up straighter in his seat. “I’m fine where I am. Thank
you, Samuel,” he returned sarcastically.
    Samuel glanced from Tasha to Andrew. “Well,
if it suits you, then it suits me. To each his own!” He fluttered
his right hand out in the air. “That’s pretty much the name of the
game around here, you know. Anything goes!”
    Turning, Samuel approached a riser and
stepped up one step. “Let’s begin, shall we? I assume this is the
first time for both of you, so we’ll get right to it. I just love
virgins, you know. I mean, virgins to the resort! Oh dear, I think
I made a faux pas. But, you don’t know how lucky you are that you
didn’t get Samantha. She’s my twin sister and all, but sometimes,
she smacks a bit of the wild side.” He grinned at Tasha and glanced
at Andrew.
    Andrew snorted. A bit of the wild side? What
the hell did he think he smacked of?
    “Of course, she’s out of the country for a
few days. Relatives, you know. They can be quite demanding.”
    And so can strangers, Andrew thought.
    “It’s simple really,” Samuel continued,
“there is only one thing I can tell you to ease your mind about
experiencing our activities, and that is to simply let your mind
go. The key is relaxation. You must relax in order to expand your
mind. Here at Eden II, you should allow yourself to experience your
heart’s desire. Allow yourself to do the things you would normally
not do. And remember, it all stays here, my pretties, at the week’s
end.” He smiled and closed his eyes and stretched his arms out in
front of him.
    Andrew watched Tasha follow suit.
    “Yes,” Samuel whispered, “let the mind go.
Try it with me now, everyone. Repeat after me. Uummm. Uuummmm.”
    Andrew watched Tasha close her eyes and hum
right along with Samuel. He watched her pert, upturned profile, her
lashes laying soft against her skin and the sleek arch of her neck,
somehow inviting. He stared at her neck. He wondered what she would
do if, when he got the chance, he trailed his lips down her neck
from just under her chin to her collarbone? He wondered how her
skin would taste? How her hair would smell?
    Samuel cleared his throat and Andrew tore his
gaze from Tasha’s neck to Samuel’s face. His right eye was arched
open and he was staring at Andrew while he continued humming.
Andrew had the damnedest feeling that Samuel could read his very
thoughts.
    “Everybody now. With me,” he repeated as he
held his hands out, palm up, in front of him, his thumb and
forefinger meeting. His open eye was still trained on Andrew.
“Uummmm. Uuummmmm. Relax now.”
    Andrew didn’t move a muscle and for about the
thirtieth time that week, had to ask how he’d allowed himself to
get into this coo coo’s nest. And why didn’t he just find a way out
of here and leave?
    His gaze again drifted to Tasha. Damn. If he
admitted it to himself, he’d swiftly realize the answer to that
question. He was intrigued by the beautiful idiot sitting over
there. Tasha Smith fascinated him like no other woman had ever done
over the course of his adult life. And that was saying
something.
    “The secret to losing oneself into our
activities,” Samuel continued, his eyes now closed, his face
pointing to the heavens, “is to become one with nature. Realize the
joy of shedding one’s inhibitions. Realize the trappings society
has put on the human being, the inner soul; the embarrassment
suffered daily by countless thousands who feel they must clothe
their naked bodies and hide from the truth. Realize that with the
shedding of one’s inhibitions, the true self emerges and one must
open up his heart to delve into the inner sanctity of their being
and not thrive on the decorations one places on their soul.”
    “Give me a break,” Andrew breathed, the words
barely audible. He shifted his position in the chair.
    “And realize,” Samuel droned on, “that one
must set a