Wrapped in a long, flowing fabric that creates countless folds around her curves, she loosens just the top of it and lets it slide off her head—only to reveal a blush, and mischievous glint, shining in her eye. It is over that sparkle that I catch a sudden reflection, coming from the back window, of a full moon. Looking left, right, and down the staircase, to make sure no one is lurking outside my chamber door, I let her in-- To listen to the beautiful narration by Justin Harmer click here:
Posted on: Sat, 15 Nov 2014 19:08:28 +0000
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