for Rob, NWS
[after the bonfire]
"Well," Maureen purred, "whereas in favor of speed I'd like to just shove you up against a tree. But I'm still a bit sore from being bent over a motorcycle a few days ago." She winked at him.
"Come on, there's no one back at the compound. How about the novelty of a proper bed?"
"Well," Maureen purred, "whereas in favor of speed I'd like to just shove you up against a tree. But I'm still a bit sore from being bent over a motorcycle a few days ago." She winked at him.
"Come on, there's no one back at the compound. How about the novelty of a proper bed?"