He takes in the fresh scent of shampoo and lilac. He brushes his lips along the strands. ‘Aquí es donde casaremos, querida’ he promises as he tip... her face up to meet his. He kisses her feather-soft on her nose and again they move off into the night. She does not know where he is taking her, the destination pointless. What matters is that they are one in this moment. She places her head on his shoulder and asks if they will have children. ‘Muchas, querida, nuestro hogar sonará con el sonido. Unable to speak she mumbled unintelligibly, though her meaning was clear. No matter how much she squirmed or pushed against him it was all to no avail. He was far too powerful for her to stop him. It was a very long, deep kiss. He could feel her breasts against his chest, she could feel his hardness against her thigh. Finally their lips separated. ‘You’ll have to take me, Donald McLachlan.’ ‘Against your will?’ ‘There’s nothing I can do to prevent you doing what you like. I’m to be ravished.. He had always felt that having the kids aware of such a secret was a possible disaster. Secret passageways were the type of things he would have spoken of as a kid and no matter how innocently the secret wouldn't have remained a secret for very long.Through the secondary store-room, to the packing room, then unlocking the big door to the main storage room he went. He started up the computer near the door and sat impatiently until it loaded, physically feeling the seconds go by with each heart. Have a nice day.The Back NineI first started reading this email & was reading fast until I reached the third sentence. I stopped and started over reading slower and thinking about every word. This email is very thought provoking. Makes you stop and think. Read slowly! and then it is winter!You know ... time has a way of moving quickly and catching you unaware of the passing years. It seems just yesterday that I was young, just married and embarking on my new life with my mate. Yet in a way, it.