The lips were perhaps the most remarkable feature of his lover's face. Thin, but no so thin that they did not feel full and inviting when pressed agai...st his own. More than the brow, more than the eyes, more than the nose. It was the lips that best captured the expressions of his lover. Relaxed, they were a study of contentment. Turned down, they were a road map of dissatisfaction. He preferred to think of them turned up, in absolute happiness and laughter. It was these lips, so sweet and. .. This time without hesitation you did take off your shirt and bra. We finished removing each other clothes and laid down together, close. We both saw it at the same time the harvest moon, tonight is was particularly full and it was a super moon. We watched in awe to see the full lunar eclipse, then....Then we laid still, I studied your face as my hand traced random patterns on the side of your face, touching your ear and twirling your hair. As the moon came from eclipse and the wind gently. He has that little dent in his chin. I wonder if I could learn to shave that. She felt a shiver, rather enjoyed it and wondered why.Anne rolled to her side and pulled up her knees. So many handsome men in uniform tonight, dozens and dozens of them, army and navy and cavalry and artillery, dragoons, grenadiers, men in kilts and even a few Germans in their dark blue uniforms, lots of different colors, hundreds of shining buttons and swords and dangling cords. And all of them flocking around and. We’ll just wait for him.”“Their share? What about our share?”“Dear, you are our share.”“Oh, very good, Sir. I keep saving you money.”“How is that, Michele?”“Well, Sir, think about it. A free weekend with the guys, a trip to Europe, stays at an estate on a quaint Caribbean island, and I wear very few clothes.”He laughed. He pulled me into his arms and I shrieked, causing several bystanders looking at the boats to look our way. He kissed me passionately and ran his hands up and down my back,.