“When you come again, Lily, things will be different,” he said.
“And how is that?” I asked.
“I want to show you the insides of your fantasies.”
His desire confused me.
“I want you to understand your s****l self, for you to nurture your body with the sensations it needs. And your mind—that I will fill with the romance you court so many hours of the day.”
I thought it was uncanny that he had such knowledge of my heart and mind. At the moment, however, it was just the feel of my body that intrigued me.
“So, when do I return for this?” I asked.
“When you’re ready.”
“And it won’t be like this?” I asked.
“Would you like all lovemaking to be the same?”
Pondering his question, I could concede he was right.
“Then I’ll come back soon,” I said.
How he smiled adoringly. His sandy hair was
