Book1:TeDream-Maker
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sandthehousewasagaincloakedindarkness，litonlybytheluminousmoonlight．Shemadeherwaysoftlyupthestairsinthesemidarkness,carefultoavoidthecreakyspotsonthewoodensteps,preferringnottointerruptthepeadquietbroughtbythemoonlight．Shehadhadaharddaytoo，andwishedonlytorexihtubaobed． 150页 Subduedvoices,hoarseandhusky,couldbeheardingfromtheroomoftheoldcouple，soundingmoredesoteandsorrowfulthahequietnight．Lavernecouldnotquitemakeoutwhatwasbeingsaid，butretlyshehadoftenheardMr．Johnsonsay，"Thehumanbodyislikeatoolthatnotonlyknowshowtouseitself，butknowsandco-retewitheachother’sneeds．Itisthisco-retionthatstituteshumansociety.”ShehadheardMrs．Johnsonsay，"Fateislikeafactory，welldesignedandwellequipped，butnomatterhowgoodqualitytrolis，thereisboundtobesomeroduct.”ButLavernecouldnotfullyuandthesewordsandtheirsignifice．Shedidnotbothertoturnonthelightsassheehemastersuite，formerlythebedroomofMr．andMrs．Johnson，whichtheycouldnolongeroccupysiheirinfirmitywouldnotallowthemtoclimbupstairsanymore．Forvenience’ssake，theyexgedquarterswithLaverne,whousedtosleepinaroomdownstairs．Brittle,artificiallightwouldonlybringmorefatigueandshewasexhaustedafterhavingtakehreesickpeopleallday．Sheaowledgedsadlythatherparentswereslidingswiftlyonthedoathandneededherfulttention，sothatshenolongerhadenougheodomuchforherbrother．Sheptedtheideaofsendinghimbacktothespecialschoolforthementallydisabled，wherehehadattendedbefore，sothatshecouldtrateonthecareofherparents．Butunfortunately,Markdidnotlikeitthereandranbaeasoftenashecould．Toforcehimtoliveinaninstitutioedwouldnotbefairtohim，butthehimgounsupervisedwhereverhefanciedwasjustasirresponsible．Lavernewasinaquandaryanddidnotknowwhattodo，soshepushedtheproblemtothebackofhermindaedthetemperatureofthewateriubwhichwasalmostfull． Inthedimnightlight，shebeganstrippingoffthefabricumberingherbody．Sheyawnedandstretchedinfrontofthefull-sizemirrorbehihroomdoorandexaminedherrefle．Yes，herfatherwasright，shethought，humanbodieswereliketools．Therewasagreatsimiritybetweenhernakedbodyandabaremetaltool,forhadn’tsheusedherbodytodoalotofworksincem?Shecaressedhercurvaceouslyproportionalfigureaawarmsensitivityupontouch，asifthevigorandvitalityimprisohatbodywasreadytoburstout，likeawet，saturatedspongewherewateroozedoutwhensqueezed．Yes，shethought，thehumanbodynotonlyknewhowtouseitself，butknewandcouldco-retetoanothermaletooltofulfillitsneeds．Shesteppeddaintilyintothebathtubandyinthewarmwater，lettiensemusclesrexandloosen，releasiigueoltheday．Spshingwateragainstherbodytowashawaytheperspiratiohoughtofhermother’swordsonhowFatewaslikeawelldesigned，wellequippedfactory，butshethoughtthatthehumanbody，too，waslikeafactorythatcouldproduotherlifejustasintricateasitself，butcouldnotguaraheperfeoftheproduct． Slender，nimblefingerskeptspshingwateronherbody，causingripplesier，whichremindedherofhowsheandMarkwentrowinginaboatonesummerdaywhentheywereyoung，slowlypaddlingonthequietriver．Mark’sstrongarmseasilymaniputedthetwooars，whileshesatquietlyenjoyingtheseryonbothshores，withastrarotectherfromthesu