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Hot Body

Tom awakes feeling clean and elated in a room that is pitch black. Tom shifts and realizes he is lying on a bed. He jerks suddenly. “What the hell!” he shouts pointlessly. He bumps into a lifeless shape on the bed next to him and scrambles to get away. “Who the hell are you!” he screams at the body.

The shape uncoils from its fetal position and sits up to look at him. He squints as his eyes adjust to the dark. He is looking at a beautiful young woman in her mid-twenties. It only takes a split second for Tom to note that she is naked. Very naked. He stares at her in wonder. I was sleeping next to her? he wonders incredulously. He doesn’t like girls that way but he can appreciate a hot body when he sees one.

“Who are you?” he repeats, this time quietly, awe-struck, almost intimidated. The woman slides along the bed toward him and touches his face. She smiles.

“I am your savior. You were hurt and freezing. I saved you. Do you feel better?”

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