The blinds were drawn on the windows, but still the light was staggering. George squinted until his eyes became accustomed to the brightness. Then he focused them on various items in the room.
He had just flipped the sheets back from his body and was commenting proudly to himself, "I'm more of a man than I thought," when the door opened.
George looked up, startled.
The most beautiful woman he had ever seen was in the doorway.
"Hi," she said, her voice as soft and vibrant as ever.
"Karen!"
She was staring, unashamed, at the body George had just fully uncovered. "Wow!" she said.
George scrabbled for the sheets, pulled them over him.
"You should knock," he said, starting to laugh.
She came over to the foot of the bed, and slowly turned around for him. "Well, how about me? Are you disappointed?" Her voice had an intimate, challenging quality.