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His vision sharpened on an old Seth Tho to one wall He had set and wound the clock the previous night; it had see to do Next he focused on the massive cobwebbed head of an elk that stared down at hihtly beyond the elk was a picturethat offered a breathtaking vista of the craggy Sawatch e, deep in the Colorado Rockies

As the last strands of sleep receded, Pitt found himself faced with his first decision of the day: whether to allow his eyes to bask in the majesty °f the scenery or to feast theressworossed in yoga exercises

Pitt discerningly opted for Congresswoman Smith

She was sitting cross-legged, in the lotus position, leaning back and resting her elbows and head on the rug The exposed nest between her thighs and the sranite summits of the Sawatch to shame

"What do you call that unladylike contortion?" he asked

"The Fish," she replied, withoutup the bosom"

"Speaking as a man," Pitt said with mock pompousness, "I do not approve of rock-hard boobs"

"Would you prefer theled in his direction

"Wellnot exactly But perhaps a little silicone here and a little silicone there"

"That's the trouble with theback her long cinnamon hair "You think all women should have balloon-sized mammaries like those insipid drones on the cen-terfolds of chauvinist azines"

"Wishing will make it so"

She threw hi look "Too bad You'll have to ot"

He reached out, wrapped an iron ared her half on, half off the bed "Colossal or petite"-he leaned down and lightly kissed each nipple-"let no woman accuse Dirk Pitt of discrimination"

She arched up and bit his ear "Four whole days alone together No phones, no cos, no cocktail parties, no aides to hassle ood to be true" Her hand crept under the covers and she caressed his stomach "How about a little sport before breakfast?"

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