And In The Morning As We Lay, Still Tangled Together, I Will Look Over At You And Run A Gentle Finger Along Your Curves And We Will Find New Depths Of Passion In Which To Drown.
“I got you a present Sir.” Her mischievous grin echoed the twinkle in her shining eyes. “Oh?” The monosyllabic reply was underscored by a solitary, arching brow as he looked up from his book.“Yes Sir. Me.”
