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She nods. Thanks him silently.

Low light. A single candle. A thin wall separates them from the main lodge. SneakySex - Lana Roy - Silent Retreat

He doesn’t leave. He points to the meditation bell. Then to his ear. Then to her lips. She nods

He slowly kneels in front of her.

Lana sits cross-legged on a woven rug. She hears a floorboard creak. She looks up. SneakySex - Lana Roy - Silent Retreat

The GROUNDSKEEPER (30s, flannel shirt, quiet confidence) holds her leather journal. He extends it.