*
Mr Evans rolled over on the mattress with a groan, lifting Gina's head so he could withdraw his hand from underneath her. The latter was sleeping soundly, a thin blanket pulled over her bare stomach. Mr Evans stared down at her, smiling to himself. She really wasn't as bad looking as he often thought. Some might even consider her to look a little bit beautiful. But Mr Evans had seen better.
The ground felt rough underneath his feet as he rose slowly, letting the blanket fall to the floor, leaving him naked. His pale and pasty skin shone from the sunlight streaming into the room, contrasting with his forearm and face, where he was visibly tanned.
Reluctantly, he picked up his discarded trouser and shrugged into it. He was immensely tired, and would have loved nothing more than to cur
