Cecil quietly waited, not knowing what was required of her at that moment. She would gladly dived into bed, but chose to stand and look in the back of Ian. She found that the shape of his head was very pretty. His body was perfect. She wanted to touch the hard curls on a strong neck. She blushed: her wish will come true soon. She did not have any other memories of their meeting, besides the waterfall that fell on her. It is interesting to happen something like this at this time? Ian suddenly turned and caught her eye. She blushed more than ever. He raised a cup of wine to his lips, Ian began to consider it openly, slowly looking from head to fingertips bare feet peeping out from under the nightgown. Cecil was dying to speak, to break the awkward silence, but his tongue would not obey her, and she could not utter a word. For a moment, she really wanted to know what the other person feels. This time, however, it was clear that he owns himself. If she touched it, I knew, but she was not ready for this. It's not ready.
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