“Uncorsetted, her friendly bustGives promise of pneumatic bliss.”

“Come here." I stop like a thief in a pantomime. And then dive into the warmth next to her. "Snuggling" - surely the most pleasant thing in the world. Scrunching further and further into the mattress as we struggle closer and closer warmer and warmer nearer and nearer, our bodies like a letter fitting into an envelope, my legs over her legs, our hips sliding against each other, her arm tighter and tighter around my shoulders, my face nestled more and more firmly into her collarbone. It is bliss. The simplest and most primitive bliss. A childlike, sexual, friendly, animal bliss.”

“A pneumatic toy frog hops onto a lily pad, trembling. Beneath the surface, lies terror.”

“She was blissfully unaware of her peril.”

“Look at her -- I would die for her. I would kill for her. Either way -- what bliss.”

“Ignorance is bliss was bull. Melody had been ignorant her whole life, and things were far from blissful. It was time to give knowledge is power a try.”