"Sit down."Millie sat but glared at him."I'm sorry. It's just that... well, I could hardly believe you were saying what you seemed to be saying. You'r... very young and..." Too young for you, Mr. Reed?"His tone lowered slightly as he said with feeling, "No. Not at all." He hesitated. "But are you sure your husband isn't outside waiting for the right moment to--" Danny's lying at home with a broken hip. His brothers and father are working on the ranch. They don't know I'm here."Reed's expression. As aswimmer, I routinely waxed and trimmed my body hair, to reduceresistance in the water. But this.this was different.I wrapped a towel around my waist, and stepped into the bedroom, andmade my way to the vanity, where I found a large hairbrush on thecounter. After lightly toweling my thick hair, I began to brush. Itwas then that I noticed how my hair seemed slighter lighter, and a tadbit longer then I remembered it. I simply chalked it up to all of thechlorine and sun I had been getting as of. Now we are kissing properly, by which I mean kissing where our whole minds and bodies are involved. This is so lovely coz now we can let our bodies just get on with it, and they do!Lips and fingers and tongues and the seeking out of each other's favourite places. That's the great this about a relationship like ours, we grew up together, we know absolutely everything about each other. Like I know that Helen LOVES when I touch her bottom. By which I mean her anus.I was a bit awkward about that at. Her alabaster skin is covered in a sheen of moist heat. Every few minutes, a soft gasp sighs from her lips after she swallows. It’s chased by a mournful, hushed murmur that makes Tomasz’ heart ache so much that he has to look away from her toward an empty corner of the ceiling. A modest black dress is crumpled at foot of the bed, matching black shoes already kicked aside by the door to the bedroom. An open-bottle of Cabernet sits on the bedside table, tepid and souring, a garden of scrunched.