Mr. He was instantly overpowered, and stretched upon the ground. He devoured her with his eyes too, his shyness not able to disguise his furtive glances at the curvy outline of her breast against the imitation silk, his memory still exquisitely tortured by her movements in the miniskirt. “Leave them!” He yelled. None of this by-play escaped Ruth, whose sense of humour needed no developing. . Walking into the bedroom, she quickly shed the miniskirt and sweater, folding them without ceremony. ’ A gleam of rare humour slid into Charvill’s chest. She propped a pillow against his padded headboard and sat herself into a stiff upright position, legs expertly crossed. A sea voyage under sail will be the making of him.
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