“Baby, you haven’t told a story yet,” said Hanna sweetly, her fingers combing their way through David’s moistened hair as she kissed his temple. “Tell us about someone you liked.” The ripples of dark water were streaked with narrow lines of reflected starlight. The night was quiet and the sound of Hanna’s body emerging from the water in order to place her breasts at her husband’s mouth overwhelmed all other noises around...