Chapter 1 As the moonlight shone down upon the water, John stood by silently and watched Marlena as she stood in the surf searching out into the dark canvas before her. The ebb and flow of the tide pushed the milky white foam between her legs. Back and forth the foam rose as the tide …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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