He stands there before the mirror, clad only in a towel tied loosely around his lower torso. He sees her standing there in the reflection of the mirror, in her "surprise" no less, admiring him. He grins from ear to ear, as he can't wait to see what she has in store for him. …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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