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Chronos is skulking among the many lions, holding his digicam close to the faces of the sleeping male and female, taking pictures. She doesn’t count on Albert to show again, but he does, leaning over the again of his seat, his eyes assembly hers between the children’s naked legs. Mindy feels a jolt of attraction roughly akin to having somebody seize her intestines and twist. She understands now that it’s mutual; she sees this in Albert’s face.