’ My mind flashed back to the moment you were talking about, to that decadent bottle of wine, so rich and full, and how it took us two hours to dri...k it, moving from the veranda to the bed, the slow tango of talk, caresses and pure bliss. It ended with raw carnality. My skin was marked for days from your touch, my lips stained by your taste, my blood singing, craving more. I unconsciously let out a sigh. ‘Think how you reacted to it,’ you continued. ‘The way you licked your lips, leaving them. You haven't answered your cell phone. You haven't called. Where in heaven's name where you.?"She lifted a hand, cutting off his rush of words. "I've been changing our lives, Harold." With that she flung her coat open and let it slide off her shoulders to fall behind her.Cassandra reveled at the expression on Harold's face. She had been nude beneath her coat and now he could see what she had been doing. Clad only in her high heels she lifted her arms and turned slowly around."See the marks,. Moonlight leapt down the stairs and wrapped her hair in a soft white haze.In the cool light, her skin kept a pale, powdered regality while her expression revealed pure adoration. Her gaze swept slowly up to my face and she was startled to find me awake.Her smile grew from wistful reverence to playful giddiness as she delighted in my confused expression. It was seldom that she showed any affection and had never initiated sexual encounters.Like any couple, we had our share of disputes, but our. Our journey back home is going well. Masha and I must return home next day at 8.20 am from Oestersund Airport. For our last day the Lindstroems have a surprise for us. We will go on a dog sleigh trip through the area. It’s a trip with three sleighs, one for the guide and the other two for each two of us. I share my sleigh with Ella and the other one is for Lars and Masha. When we reach the Husky Centre of Oestersund the guide stands there with three sleighs. Every sleigh is pulled by six.