A well-built woman, as out of the commercials that beckon you to the South Seas, naked-glutted, was insistently nudging me with her foot somewhere between the second and third rib. It was barely a little light, but I could see the pool of water on which she had slept quite clearly. We were standing on the shore of a lake with clear, blue waters, and on the beach around it were a host of sleeping animals. Sometimes I thought that without the pools, we would have fallen prey to the big carnivores long ago. or crocodiles.”
I took her hand and we headed toward the translucent wall in the distance. First, the problem of shelter had to be solved… I signaled to the woman to climb in first, and then I climbed in too, pulling the torso after us on the tank. “I don’t know, I didn’t get a chance to look,” she said helplessly. Do you think we’ll make it?” She asked in a whimpering tone, and all her aplomb seemed to suddenly melt away. “Tonight I’ll sleep here so I’ll be safer,” she also decreed, and began to break branches from the tree that stretched its leaves up to above the pools, trying to make a bed. and, from first glance, we were the only survivors of the arena.