Tristram’s face is being gently stroked by a smooth, warm hand. He sighs with longing. It is such a loving touch…
Tristram’s face is being gently stroked by a smooth, warm hand. He sighs with longing. It is such a loving touch…“Wake up, Tris.” Regina whispers tenderly. Her voice is low, sweet and mellow.
“Wake up, Tris.” Regina whispers tenderly. Her voice is low, sweet and mellow.Tristram opens his eyes…
Tristram opens his eyesThe bright sun-lit world thundered into his mind. Tramping feet and excited voices…
Tristram frowned.
Then he saw her face. Morning light danced in grinning haze-green eyes. Sensual lips. White smile.
Beautiful woman…
Beautiful woman“Wakey, wakey, for goodness sakey.” Regina sang softly.
Tristram beamed at her. “Good morning.” He mumbled.
Regina chuckled at
