Chapter Thirteen
Leslie opened her eyes in unfamiliar surroundings. There were four posts around her that for an instant made her think she was in the midst of a bad dream, in the middle of Felicia’s last nightmare. Feeling another body beside her, she looked to see Robin sleeping with her back to her. What a memory that raised! The lovely curve at her waist widened to her hips and the soft flesh of her undulating rear cheeks, with their pink cleft. Her blonde hair was strewn around her in casual disarray, which only added to her s****l allure. The aroma of her body was strong and sweet to smell. What had gone wrong between them? she wondered. At that moment, she could hardly remember. If she touched her, would she awaken? No, she wouldn’t spoil the moment; Robin was like a child at res
