She was a beautiful sight with the sun hitting her face. Marco wasn't much for admiring feminine beauty, not in its particularities, but Laura's beauty enchanted him.
"Come here, my sorceress."
"Why do you call me a sorceress?"
"Because no woman has ever had me in her hands like you do."
"Really?"
"Yes, you have my heart, baby."
She moved closer, and he kissed her. All that constant touch was new to him too; he had never been so close to a woman. He tugged at her buttoned blouse, and all the buttons gave way. Laura gathered the ends of the blouse with one hand and used the other on his chest to push him away.
"Why are you stopping me from getting to you?"
"It's broad daylight, someone might see, you ruined my blouse, I'm not wearing a bra."
She was absolutely right, he was losing
