They are highlighted in italic font, and a glossary can be found in the following. I recommend you open this Preface and Glossary in a separate tab of...your browser window, for easy reference.Please accept that this story is the effort of an amateur writer. My editor, Duffiedawg, did his best to eradicate typos, syntax errors and false friends. The remaining errors are my responsibility, and they are something you will have to endure. I am also using British English spelling because this is how. As Bjorg came into the room , Nicki gazed at his body with a big smile on her face. Nicki instructed Bjorn on the work that needed to be done the yard. She watched his every move through the window. It was a very warm day so Bjorn took off his shirt. My wife never moved from the window as she just watched his every move. The next scene opens up with my wife in tight shorts and button down, low cut blue blouse. which showed off her beautiful breasts. She had the first button open. and there was. However, she no more understood why than she understand the feelings themselves.Clark slowed down as he took the last couple of turns while Brooke held on, partly to keep from being thrown, but also just to steady herself from the onslaught of these sensations. She wasn't used to these feelings. Previously the warnings she got were just fleeting impulses, something that was very easy to rationalize, to tell yourself it was simply your intuition and nothing more. But this was clearly. The mansion was right on the beach and it was quite a distance from its nearest neighbor, so no one would suspect that the private party that was about to happen was anything out of the ordinary.When Marie walked into the villa, she was glad to see that it was obviously not a house that was usually lived in because there was very little furniture and there were no signs of personal items. She was pleased at the evidence that this mansion was not normally lived in because it meant that whatever.