The bedroom was beautiful! It actually had a fireplace set into the wall on our right, flames licking up and around the glowing logs.The bedroom was beautiful! It actually had a fireplace set into the wall on our right, flames licking up and around the glowing logs. Carol explained that it wasn't a real fireplace, just a very authentic looking unit powered by natural gas. The logs weren't real either, but the effect was great. A white plush rug separated the dark green velvet sofa from the heart, and smaller versions covered the floor on either side of the huge four-poster bed. Carol pointed out that the king-sized water bed had many individual cells so that it didn't slosh back and forth when you pushed on it. The bed was dark mahogany, with shelves and compartments in the headboard for things that you might want while in bed. The large dressing table had a nice big mirror and a wide bench seat, all of the same dark mahogany and highly polished. "Let's sit by the fire for a while and warm up." I didn't need to be coaxed. Instead of sitting on the sofa, as I was about to do, Carol sat down on the big white rug and leaned back against the sofa. Catching my hand, she patted a spot on the rug next to her and pulled me down next to her. So we sat side by side staring into the fire for a while. Our knees were drawn up close in front of us and I could feel the warmth from the fireplace on my shins and the backs of my thighs. We were very close together; I felt a bit awkward because she wasn't saying anything or even doing anything. Our shoulders, hips, and upper thighs were actually touching and I found myself thinking about a small spot on my shoulder where it met hers, and how it was beginning to feel uncomfortable. I didn't want to move away, even an inch, but it seemed that we would be more comfortable if one of us would put her arm around the other. |