|My newest adventure is underway. It has lead me to take up residency in a new blog,|
Like the Feathers of an Arrow (affectionately known as LFA).
...don't open...don't throw away... is not disappearing completely (not yet),
but postings here will be limited.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
0 a whisper and a touch
He came up behind her and whispered words in her ear that made her blush. His hand brushed against the bare skin just below her dress and she felt her blush spread and the warmth of the evening invaded her. His other hand slid slowly across her stomach; his gentle embrace gave her permission to let herself melt back into him.